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This water on me got my froze
Coupe with the doors
And I love all of my (I love 'em)
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy
She cookin' breakfast with no
I'm like a pimp, that's for sure
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I it and go get some more
Bitch better have my money, better have my money
better have my money
In somethin' foreign 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Spent some more money, another case
Riding down eleven Scarface
6.000 tuxedo
These bitches just love a nigga's
Little bitty with a real big ego
Three bank accounts with a lot of zeros
Lil' nigga I'm Michael, you
I like I been selling kilos
I put my side in a Benz
Just so she can on her friends
I used to sell out my mama's house
Then had all the at grandma's house
I go on Rodeo, fuck up a
Smokin' blunts and percocets
with them niggas I came up with
I can never ever a bitch
and multiplication
We this money up daily
Smashing sensations
For I got no patience
I jump out, I out, I jump out
The back of the Phantom rockin' all ice
I want it, I it, I want it
I get it, I don't give a fuck what the

on my neck got me froze
Coupe got the suicide doors,
savin' these hoes, yeah
No I savin' these hoes
She breakfast with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get some more,
it and go get some more
Bitch better have my money, bitch better my money
Bitch better have my
In somethin' going 200, I might go shopping in London
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get more

This rap too easy, my left wrist too freezy
She butt in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over easy
I'm the king but I don't play for
I'm just like the weed man
When he got the keys in
So strong, breathe in
Bitch better my guala
Looking like I narcota (scurr)
Ballin' I hit the lotto (pow)
And the devil still Prada, it's Gucci
over hoes my motto
How you bad but you don't
If I you my product
you better have my dollars, Gucci
Scratch front like I'm C
Big hustle like
Benz, my crip B
12 sitting on
And your wife she
Better get a divorce
I to buy charges not forcement
She she had an abortion

Water on my neck got me
Coupe got the doors, yeah
savin' these hoes, yeah
No I savin' these hoes
She breakfast with no clothes, yeah
I'm somethin' like a pimp, for sure, yeah
Spend it and go get some more,
it and go get some more
Bitch better have my money, bitch better my money
better have my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go in London
I spend it and go get more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some

Thank god for my not using a condom
Wear Dolce Gabannas like they are
deuce gadanas, I hang with the hunters
And runners and dealers and killers, one
year I buy a new vehicle
Throw the girl out like a flea
I don't dodge them cheap liquors
I got so I tried to eat people
Jewelry on drippin' a sea creature
so tall I don't see people
Weed so loud, keep secret
Y'all been plottin', I been
Y'all talkin', I been thinkin'
I been growin', y'all been
Big on my lil pinky
Too much sauce, I done started
I got more bars than
I got cars than Reese's, uh uh
I got heart than niggas
Put on god my nigga, uh uh
Ain't starve my nigga
They scar a nigga
I 'em: Nah my nigga
If the my nigga
Make me Brett a nigga

water on me got my neck froze
Coupe with the suicide
And I love all of my
Yeah, I all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em)
She cookin' breakfast no clothes (ooh yeah)
I'm some' like a pimp, for sure (ooh yeah)
I it and go get some more
Yeah, I spend it and go get some
Bitch have my money, bitch better have my money
better have my money
In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go in London
I spend it and go get some
Yeah, I spend it and go get some