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Yeah, yeah Big Bern, dímelo ¿Que lo que allí? Oh yeah this is a Bay record to Pittsburgh Out to California, papi Como ascendido Mike, what up? In a speedboat, ¿tú entiendes? I seen six black trucks on camera, they can't stand us We the ones with the work, all my guns got bananas I'm a legend in Atlanta, bring that purp price back Bern ran shit, fell off, and bounce right back Yeah, thirty went quick, I need to re-cop now I got a stash spot poppin' just a few blocks down Bay shit with the Pittsburgh sound We got Miami in the building, this a vibe when the mob sit down I'm still active, I ain't give up yet I just want more checks, walk in and let the Rolex flex I'm a Bay boy, baby, keep the U-Haul full Took a trip to Jamaica, just me and my mule I smoke good in every city I'm in Two bottles of gin Two pounds in a room at the Wynn I'm throwin' dice in the City of Sin, I can't lose When I step in the room, another bad bitch choose Letras de canciones All I need is a light And I'ma get the vibe right Me and the bag all night (All night) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) She just wanna get a flight, hit the plug for the price We talk money when we sit down The neighbors keep callin' the cops, they can't stand us White tees, we on the block with bandanas Got niggas dying over these blocks that they roam Go find out the hard way, this is not like home Steering wheel, he got peeled and his whole brains blown I'm from a place where you know you gotta keep that chrome Look, it's crazy 'round my way, you know we come from the bottom So when he told me it was business, I told Bern I got him Got a bad white bitch in the kitchen, she making pesto Doing it from scratch, I spend it and make it back Get a couple dollars, they don't know how to act This just boss shit, got thirty hollows in this long clip I'm with my dawgs so it's mob shit You know we all in She miss a nigga, she keep callin' I know they hate to see me ballin' She let me hit it in the morning You think you know me, you don't know shit All I need is a light And I'ma get the vibe right Me and the bag all night (All night) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) She just wanna get a flight, hit the plug for the price We talk money when we sit down Up on her, I'm good with the finger roll Good with the give and go Bitches smell the money Yeah, I smash, and they come and go I'm plugged up, no auxiliary Blanco in the trap Heavy artillery, codename Hillary Talkin' perico, load on the speedboat Pounds in the kilo, chop game with El Chivo Blowin', smokin', chokin' Shop beach, top down, ocean Don't accept apologies 'Less it come with a blue face, niggas two face Got your girl going two ways You can't save her, it's too late Look at they face, you can tell that they jealous All these blue face, cop some Margielas Move with the Goodfellas, yeah, all of 'em felons Ain't shit you can tell us, got kush in the mailers All I need is a light And I'ma get the vibe right Me and the bag all night (All night) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) We talk money when we sit down (Money, money) She just wanna get a flight, hit the plug for the price We talk money when we sit down From Letras Mania