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While everybody talkin' down, I'm up, bitch I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich Call your bitch, like, pull up and do that one shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cum quick AP, new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital, they too sick I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit Somebody get them boys a hospital, they too sick If a nigga talk crazy, hit that kill switch How you hate a nigga that do all real shit My lil' brother comin' home to a mil' ticket The people get me in that room, I ain't gon' spill shit All the real bitches think I'm heaven sent My lil neph' growing up, he turned 11 quick But he can't drink none of this pop because it's medicine I had to get rid of my .40, that bitch evidence Hot Tee a gangsta, he stole laptops After First Day Out that aisle, he ain't gon' be back hot Don't think I'm gangsta when you see, test it, watch this MAC pop In that drop-head, tell my haters suck a fat cock I ain't good at sellin' drugs, I done tried it I'm too lazy for scams, bitch, I tried it I got rich off telling stories how my life went Bring the loyalty, one hundred, bitch, we locked in In that cell musty, couldn't believe myself Letras de cancionesLawyer wasn't doin' shit I had to free myself Pops left the world earlier, had to teach myself Niggas out here lookin' crazy, they should see they self I know bro would give me half if I needed it Bro cool but that boy'll turn demon quick Cause, when it's beef, make sure you don't sleep on that My dawg tried to line me up, he think I'm sleep on that While you niggas talkin' down, I'm up, bitch I ain't goin' back broke, I'm stuck rich He tried to hide her but I still hit that dumb bitch One night and then I'm done with that punk bitch Only one of me but ho, I'm doubling I put his mans in the morgue, I know he double sick Ask about me in the clubs, nigga, I double tip I'm runnin' shit, whoever don't like it, suck a dick Bitch, when you see a boss keep twerkin' Keep doin' that and you gon' be my next purchase 60 racks to NZ for this choker, I can merch it Ass so soft, titties right, you perfect Pussy so wet it make waves, we surfin' Nigga in your DM three times, he thirsty Used to be broke, catchin' buses, I was bummin' Now when bitches see me out they like "it's a husband" Girl don't thank for that cash, it's just money Don't even thank me for that bag, it ain't nothin' He don't buy bags, who he foolin'? That nigga bag little, he ain't tryna blow through it You got a table full of niggas but it's one plate I don't even fuck with Unk and even old Ye' This old nigga told me, boy, you should love hate Cause nigga you wouldn't be poppin' if they wasn't hating Hold up, when I was broke I never blamed God That's why every back end, I thank God They said I wouldn't make it but they ain't God That's why I say "ain't it a blessing", gotta claim God And while you niggas talkin' down, I'm up, bitch I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich Call your bitch, like, pull up and do that one shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cum quick AP, new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital, they too sick I put my chains in the freezer, they too lit I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick While you niggas talkin' down, I'm up, bitch I ain't goin' broke, I'm stuck rich Call your bitch, like, pull up and do that one shit Talk to her while I fuck, make her cum quick AP, new freezer, I'm too lit All my haters need a hospital, they too sick Put my chains in the freezer, they too lit I put his mans in a hospital, he too sick From Letras Mania