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[Verse 1: Cory
Stare is when the trigger face
Lil n***a with a bigger
Know me young homie? here's money, you wonder now
I'll make 2012 with a number
Talking that s**t; dont know who they with
Pause, I say f**k em fast, rabbit
I turn the booth to a pit
She appear when I wave the Banner wrist
money, you b****s can't see me like my mother home
She's b****n' her dog is back with another
Hollar for a dollar, to swallow
I hit her off of twitter, now follow that
I'm booking face, my network is
Young Money, Money, we coach who coach you
Slow up them protools with them vocals
you know to, don't do, n***a
I'm your go-tos,
Plot, once you try I approach you with the toast too
Fire, I smoke you
Tie, any man, bear hand you
is what I go to
Violent, in the safe, burner in the car, and the plates, burner on the waist
Find the burner and solving the case
Murder in the place, let is dissolve in his
I don't give a if your moms and all is in the play
Get pops, get popped, n***a pop off
Get a drop, in the chopped, get in knocked off
Glock and it hot, knock ya socks off
Get clocked, it tick, get tocked off
Block n****s, by the block when its off
Swat for the yacht when is docked off
In the spot n****s plot to get bopped, pause
And when the stop then ya top off

[Verse 2: Mill]
YMCMB G, you know me
Old school flow Kool Moe Dee
Coastal flow, I low key
a move OT
Get a for the low
95 South get a that would go
Every 36 let the get an O
I put it in the hood that b***h better
In the middle of summer, do
better run from us that, front us
That Mac-10 with a drummer, want us
Tell them n****s run up, get up
When that automatic get like Cory Gunz when he rapping
s**t be spitting so fast, and my n****s we platinum
And I'm... on the way I'm glow, I put my pressy on
30 thou, a got a Camero Chevy on
I go around the neck give em a heavy one
And n****s sleeping on me, I get my Freddy on
Nightmare on you record
I tell em put the dirty money on the table
You ever seen a 100 racks off fiend
That Luther King, I had a dream money
I can tell you never seen money
We sellin girl, gettin Christine money
Aguilera, I'm in the
N****s whisper when I come through, I can barely em
I these n****s looking, I can't see em though
My daddy in the grave, I you meet em though
They me, mister "f**k a n***a" I don't need a ho
Cause I got my paper up, its to get my haters up
I'm gone!

B***h!

I'm gone!

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