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All of my niggas gettin' money, money Nigga got dropped off tryna spin Jesus (Hmm, hmm) Nigga got dropped off tryna spin Jesus (Hmm, hmm) (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Kut da fan on I'm in a YO living, it's the goat image Spin broad day, could be 4-50 Got no fear in me, no sympathy Pop Addys, give me more energy, damn And when you tweet don't mention me Will tell the street, no literally I'm a star, you ain't runnin' into me I'm a rocket scientist, fuck your chemistry Running 'round with this Harden That's the only one 'posed to really speak I walked in with them dawgs in, like a blind man I can't really see None of you niggas, ain't shit to me None of you bitches, be the shit to me Although I got richer, ain't switching me ‘Cause I still, ride with the heat In my denim, I got fifty G I ain't friendly, fuck with my enemies In the way, that I did 'em, why I did it? I got plenty reasons (Shh) Know the opp ball gettin' real even Nigga got dropped off tryna spin Jesus Letras de cancionesIn the field I'm a gorilla I beat on my chest when I talk to the hitters, uh I hit that ho and then I dipped I don't see no future, just being more realer, uh I'ma get out when I kill it, uh I'ma go out like a menace Sooner we start, we can finish Fuck from the back, gotta grab on my pendant All of my niggas gettin' money Can't beef 'bout a bitch that's nothin' Nigga said it's smoke we gunnin' Tell him pull up, you know that he comin' Niggas actin' like they wanted the sun I guess it ain't sweet how you wanted it, huh? Oh, you heard by shit, pull up around the blunt I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud All of my niggas gettin' money Can't beef 'bout a bitch that's nothin' Nigga said it's smoke we gunnin' Tell him pull up, you know that he comin' Niggas actin' like they wanted the sun I guess it ain't sweet how you wanted it, huh? Oh, you heard by shit, pull up around the blunt I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud To be under the mud, I get down on the stud' again, I gotta put in the work today (Let me tell you) Fuck what it was, I'm runnin' it up, you better not get in the way (I dare you) Roll on shit, won't even spare you, we rock out with heavy metal Hotboii, I go anywhere Big FN, don't even care My heart I knew it was rare When they crossed I'm leaving 'em there They took off when I needed 'em here But no, I ain't ever need no help Double-O lil' baby, don't ever need a sponsor Ain't lovin' on the shy, no hoe regular on my roster I-V that My Z about me D-I-E, if we go down is you slidin'? If no, can't be around me Where I'm from we shoot the bush, we ain't gon' beat around it I put that money over that bitch and I'm gon' keep on countin' All of my niggas gettin' money Can't beef 'bout a bitch that's nothin' Nigga said it's smoke we gunnin' Tell him pull up, you know that he comin' Niggas actin' like they wanted the sun I guess it ain't sweet how you wanted it, huh? Oh, you heard by shit, pull up around the blunt I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud All of my niggas gettin' money Can't beef 'bout a bitch that's nothin' Nigga said it's smoke we gunnin' Tell him pull up, you know that he comin' Niggas actin' like they wanted the sun I guess it ain't sweet how you wanted it, huh? Oh, you heard by shit, pull up around the blunt I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud I ain't make it out the mud to be under the mud From Letras Mania