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Me and my lil bro we count this dough
Me and my lil bro, we stack it up
Get them racks, I gotta add it up
n#gg#s be hating on your hustle
Gotta get it from the muscle
Can not fight, can not tussle
Got my pole, imma pluck u
All of this sh#t from the dome, the head
Run up on me lil boy, you dead
I got my beam, that sh#t be red
I got that beam, that sh#t be red
Might change my phone, my phone too fed
Bouta go listen to Trippie Redd
I f#cked your b#tch and she makin a mess
In school, n#gg#s callin me Johnny Test
Living life, I’m way too blessed
Wokе up in the morning, yea I am too blessеd
Woke up in the morning, yea I am too blessed
Woke up in the morning, yea I am too blessed
Can’t hang with all of you
I just stay solo
Right on my dolo
You already know though
Johnny be chillin
Johnny be chillin
Just like a villain
Just like a villain
Most of these n#gg#s they b#tches
I get money, I’m tryna get riches
Most of these n#gg#s not counting no digits
Most of these n#gg#s, you know they not with it
I put “Lil Johnny” just right on my fitted
And if you don’t hunt them racks, you won’t get it
Yea they talkin alot
Yea they talk baloney
n#gg#s hatin alot, they are not your homies
I’m gon be at the top, you gon be below me
You gon be below me
You gon be below me
I like the way that I’m flowin
I like the way that I’m going
Take my time, slow motion
Brodie pouring wocky, yea that potion
He get fried
Brodie high
Yea he took the sky
Bouta take a trip right to Dubai
When I get racks up
Get that f#ckin cash
Get them racks up
Get the f#ckin cash
Get them racks up
Get the f#ckin cash
I gotta small circle
It’s just me and slatt
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