Yeah, huh
2%, huh
Yeah, huh
Adding the numbers
All this drip need a plumber
See me in the summer
And imma skirt off in the hummer
That’s word to my mother
Imma rock with my brothers
And imma be running the east
Might have to go put some ice on my teeth
Know they wanna all be me
When i walk around town with the vetements fleece
I been getting racks
My pockets looking kinda fat
Know i’m not always a shooter
I’m still getting money
Been looking like shaq o’neal
Know all my brothers they trained to kill
Yeah you know that i keep me a flame for real
Know that i got my gang so chill
And you know we gon’ all go get thеm mills
Okay i got a dilemma
I wanna flex ’cause i got all this icе
But imma be cold in the winter
Nevermind that imma drop this track
And imma be hot in december
Lil’ boy you better remember
I could go cook you up like a blender
Sending them shots just like a bartender
Mix the margiela with the all black ricks
If i try i could take yo’ b#tch
If i try then the money won’t die
And i’ll still have the ice up on my wrist
On my gang no i’m never gon’ switch
Know that one day we gon’ all be rich
Know that one day we gon’ all get paid
But i’ll still have the stick up on my hip
Yeah the ref gon’ throw that flag
’cause i been adding that sh#t too fast
Pushing that whip i dash
When i go shop i don’t check that tag
Yeah, the snakes all in that grass
If they want smoke i could bring them dabs
If they want smoke, then they better not choke
’cause they know that my gang right on they #ss
(get them mills)
(in the hummer)
(2%)
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