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(Chorus)

I got in my trunk, kush in my blunt,
All this fuckin' all I wanna do it stunt like,
em, fuck em, fuck em, like,
Fuck em, fuck em, em.
I got money in the walls, in the floor,
All this money where the fuck you wanna go like,
Fuck em, fuck em, em, like,
Fuck em, fuck em, em.

(Verse 1)

tryna kill me,
Bitches my baby.
I smokin' weed so my PO think I'm crazy.
I got niggas me lazy,
They don't work.
Don't wanna sell this mid but wanna smoke this purp.
And my tryna save me,
sayin' go to church.
Know this isn't how you me but your son done went berserk.
My homies tryna flirt, she saw me in the club.
Get to pullin' on my shirt, that he got a dub.
I pay all my bills,
For I wish 'em well.
They get mad petty shit,
Imma kill 'em if tell.
Yea he a half a brick,
But give him twelve,
Cuz he short me on the last lick when I have my scale.
bought camaros,
Heroin my home.
Bitch I was in bankruptcy nobody have no loans.
I got it on my own,
And now my long.
tell ya where to meet me muthafuck an iPhone.

(Chorus)

I got in my trunk, kush in my blunt,
All this money all I wanna do it stunt like,
Fuck em, em, fuck em, like,
em, fuck em, fuck em.
I got in the walls, pounds in the floor,
All this fuckin' money where the you wanna go like,
Fuck em, fuck em, em, like,
Fuck em, em, fuck em.

(Verse 2)

Lil you just talkin',
I'm get rich.
I spent on the re-up,
You spent yours on bitch.
I break a ki up, 36 o's.
You religion, I am in these same dirty clothes.
My on swole,
Your is on froze.
Your runnin' low,
My don't fold.
ballin' on a budget,
Tomorrow be stuntin'.
I'm on the paper,
You tryna somethin'.
A big ole truck,
It hold a plus.
My don't play no games,
He in on a bus.
He out on a plane,
But me have no trust.
He don't my real name,
shit you don't discuss.
And my prices the same,
I know them cheaper but they fuckin' up the game,
They might be them people.
I it 'round equal,
So all my rich.
No way you me if you on four and a split.

(Chorus)

I got bricks in my trunk, in my blunt,
All this fuckin' all I wanna do it stunt like,
Fuck em, em, fuck em, like,
Fuck em, em, fuck em.
I got in the walls, pounds in the floor,
All this fuckin' money where the you wanna go like,
em, fuck em, fuck em, like,
Fuck em, em, fuck em.