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[Caper
Aye wop go that tech man
Savage load that FN up
Lil Boss that shit up man
Y'all know we out the 448
Pouring out the
Aye bring that money counter out boy
You know what the time it is man

Keef:Verse]
Splashing on these bitches yea that's sea salt
All the horses in this foreign I'm like
You we got that defense let's play b-ball
I I'm going Ray Charles I can't see y'all
Throw theses on how bitch the new cappers
This our shit nigga no new trappers
Going in this foreign like I can't move backwards
You on the shit and take that button it a tap ya
I'm with a white she a coke head
My mentality is get bread
I'm in a fast car like a snow sled
Stick out like it's a forehead

[Hook: Keef]
No Instagram it can go
I don't fuck with that play both sides
I keep smelt the when we drove past
Stopped to get some backwoods and more gas
Bitch I'm than a fucking Hebrew
If you owe me I see you
in Valentino get a tee or two
Yellow black whip that's that

[Ball
Ran off on the in 09'
Just fucked a model with a bow tie
I'm with blood now might as well call 'em
All I see is money I think I'm going
Hater blockers on my face I them the specs
Hit neimans we ran through a check
Grab some Fn"ins we just ran through the
I just fucked her from the on a fucking jet

keef]

[Caper
Ball bring that counter out boy
Y'all know time it is
All we wanna see is red and blue
Or I say red and green nigga
and money nigga

[Fredo
Rob a fuck nigga take his whole
Ran off with your pack you a whole
Bitches in the I make them hoes strip
Them hoes don't wanna fuck I make hoes dip
I been getting money since 06'
Phone booming I just a whole brick
Got 100 shot I shoot at your whole
Got 100 I shoot up your whole whip
Phone ringing damn all money coming in
Remember being on the block 3 for 10
Try to rob I put one up in yo wig
I don't 38. all I told is cigs
Let this beef get serious I smoke your
These ain't did what I did
running from the cops had to hop the fence
And you can't hang if you ain't popping shit

[Hook Chief

Boy I'm on that shit
that rapping shit
I'll hit your block up chops automatic spit
Nigga we gon off
Fuck it on
said the wit it,boy stop it they look mad soft
In the get bags off
We got mad
Bitch you ain't off nigga,thats some bath salt
Try to rob huh off
Get you mad
Bitch I get that guap like a crow

[Hook: Chief