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

[Verse 1:
Act like I it or somethin'
I should've saw this shit
Tell me what y'all done
Off wanted, was me none
Still sell ounces off my phone, stack fifty thousand I'm gone
And I trappin' out it since my house is not a home
I might fuck ho to sleep and stay 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 wasn't no feelings
I wanna fuck your friend (again), haha, fuck this we grown
It seem like most these niggas more concerned with looking it
I send so shots you think I had a liquor license
to get indicted when you really livin' like this
And I know they feeling my shit, 'cause they be my shit
Shit done got so silly man, I might quit
But before I do let me get this million quick
Riding 'round the Ville with a stick, feel I'm still in '06
Rentals with the off tints
Listen, you really don't shit
Feel like I got a tat on this bitch, how my finger itch
I done spent a rack on this
I done how she act on that dick
Girl you nasty, this, I'm back with the shit
Just break 'em down to zips, and vacuum the shit
Black trash bags, we really having shit
And we don't give no passes to no bitch
So far past 'em I don't even remember passing a
Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain't patching up
Yeah I'm back this shit, don't give a fuck who you go get
I'm out here every day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it
Homie 'dem on shit, just put his foot on a brick
I had to get me some money too, I resist
Grind

2: Don Trip]
I wonder how you watchin' me eat 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
Spend my days at the bank, and spend my nights at the
How you figure with me will be a good idea?
I got that toy on me and I'm flyer than Buzz Lightyear,
There we go, drivin' hoes
My lil shawty's body like the mama off
Lookin' like a with a bag full of edibles
I'm not from planet, I'm an extraterrestrial
And I still ball like the game ain't
I brought extra case my aim ain't shit
never got the hint
High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the fucking Peppermint Patty
Now I'm black on on black inside the devil's favorite chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, 'bout to be her daddy
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he just like his daddy?
I'm so good at making babies, I think my hidden talent
Okay, okay, to raking up the money just to stash it
a hundred pounds and it never left the plastic
My lil partner left for Cali and he came with a package
That was 2012, he got seven years for
Just in case you thought this was cute, you're insane
Out tryna get some change 'til they have your ass in chains