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[Intro:
I'm just tryna clear my mind and better thoughts
I probably already that, Lito, Lito

[Verse 1:
Act like I lost it or
I should've saw shit comin'
Tell me y'all would've done
Off wanted, was me none
Still sell ounces off my phone, stack fifty thousand I'm gone
And I been out it since my house is not a home
I might fuck your ho to sleep and up counting all alone
I give her a month, she gon' be talkin' 'bout I did her wrong
Can't say I led you on there wasn't no feelings shown
I wanna fuck your friend (again), haha, this shit we grown
It seem like most these more concerned with looking like it
I send so shots you think I had a liquor license
Expect to get indicted you really livin' like this
And I know they feeling my shit, 'cause they be stealing my
Shit done got so silly man, I really might
But before I do let me get this right quick
Riding the Ville with a stick, feel like I'm still in '06
Rentals with the peel off
Listen, you really don't shit
like I got a tat on this bitch, how my trigger finger itch
I done spent a rack on this
I done seen how she act on that
Girl you nasty, imagine this, I'm back with the
Just break 'em down to four zips, and the shit
Black trash bags, we really having that
And we give no passes to no passengers bitch
So far past 'em I don't even remember passing a
Got to pay me to pay attention, I patching up shit
I'm back with this shit, don't give a fuck who you go get
I'm out every day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it gets
Homie 'dem steppin' on shit, put his foot on a brick
I had to get me money too, I couldn't resist
Hard

[Verse 2: Don
I how you watchin' me eat gon' fill up your stomach?
I ain't even finish countin' it and I want some money
Sorry, don't know how to chill, but I got ice in my
my days at the bank, and spend my nights at the range
How you figure fuckin' with me will be a idea?
I got that toy on me and I'm than Buzz Lightyear, yeah
There we go, hoes hysterical
My lil shawty's body the mama off Incredibles
Lookin' a snack with a bag full of edibles
I'm not from planet, I'm an extraterrestrial
And I still like the game ain't fixed
I brought extra ammunition case my aim shit
Mama got the hint
High I was baggin', I was cooler than the fucking York Peppermint Patty
Now I'm black on black on black inside the favorite chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, 'bout to be her daddy
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, he look just like his daddy?
I'm so good at making babies, I think my hidden talent
Okay, okay, back to raking up the money just to it
Trapped a pounds and it never left the plastic
My lil partner left for and he came back with a package
was 2012, he got seven years for trafficking
Just in case you this shit was cute, you're insane
Out here tryna get some change 'til have your ass in chains