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

[Verse 1:
Act like I it or somethin'
I saw this shit comin'
Tell me what y'all done
Off wanted, was me none
Still ounces off my phone, stack fifty thousand then 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 when there no feelings shown
I wanna your friend (again), haha, fuck this shit we grown
It seem like these niggas more concerned with looking like it
I so many shots you think I had a liquor license
Expect to get indicted when you livin' like this
And I know they my shit, 'cause they be stealing my shit
Shit done got so silly man, I really might
But before I do let me get this million right
Riding 'round the with a stick, feel like I'm still in '06
with the peel off tints
Listen, you really know shit
like I got a tat on this bitch, how my trigger finger itch
I spent a rack on this bitch
I seen how she act on that dick
you nasty, imagine this, I'm back with the shit
Just 'em down to four zips, and vacuum the shit
Black trash bags, we having that shit
And we give no passes to no passengers bitch
So far past 'em I don't remember passing a bitch
Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain't patching up
I'm back with this shit, don't give a fuck who you go get
I'm out here every day, I'm by my lonely, as it gets
Homie 'dem on shit, just put his foot on a brick
I had to get me some money too, I 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 more
Sorry, know how to chill, but I got ice in my veins
my days at the bank, and spend my nights at the range
How you figure fuckin' with me will be a idea?
I got toy on me and I'm flyer than Buzz Lightyear, yeah
we go, drivin' hoes hysterical
My lil shawty's body like the off Incredibles
Lookin' like a snack with a bag of edibles
I'm not from this planet, I'm an
And I still ball like the ain't fixed
I extra ammunition case my aim ain't shit
Mama never got the
High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the fucking Peppermint Patty
Now I'm on black on black inside the devil's favorite chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, to be her baby daddy
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he look just like his
I'm so at making babies, I think that's my hidden talent
Okay, okay, back to raking up the money just to it
Trapped a hundred pounds and it never left the
My lil left for Cali and he came back with a package
That was 2012, he got seven for trafficking
Just in case you thought this shit was cute, you're
Out here tryna get some 'til they have your ass in chains