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Who the fuck you think you fuckin im a fuckin earner
Ring the fuckin fire alarm here come the money
my burnin, my money burnin, my money burnin
You see my money burnin, money money burnin
You see the bitch

When it come to these im still a backbreaker
let the get the pussy, let the track rape her
ties on the rims skinny but they fat
like im fresh out bitch, its time to stack
port of Miami my Chevy still
My chopper fully i empty it gladly
Never Hollywood even though I got it
I got a goon, but fuck it somebody gotta do it
Last week You may heard that we got into it
Now the boy missin bitch you heard how Gotti's do it (2x)

Im cooking a brick is my signature dish
time to feed all my niggas this Columbian
Yellow tail, red snapper, chopper, gold yatch master
Got em to Baltimore who movin all the raw
pink diamond (?) I never saw before
when that chopper clap it like a trey beat
stray dog ass bitches wanna me rabies
when your pockets fat them bitches stay in
them niggas trap clothes, we gonna and eat
them boys fire hazards when they got choppers on em
Fuck crime stopper, better call em on em
Definition of 187
Represent side only thugs go to heaven
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint goon, But fuck it somebody gotta do it

I grew up watching columbian drug
who ever i would afford cologne by Tom Ford
trips to Hawaii with on concords
quarter milli in the Louis bitch pretty as
I got a funny feelin Fuckin Feds me
At this point the goverment could stop me
20 Mill in Four years its a
Bon Jovi in bitch blow for everybody
Ricky Ross, Rick Flair, watch, Brick Fair
Never Hollywood even though I got it
I aint got a goon but it somebody gotta do it