God damn
Dog I had to do it for the gram
I might spend a lot of money
Cause I blew a hundred grand
You really looking like a dummy
Quit the talking like a fan
Got a Percocet inside my tummy
Dropped some more {?}
Uh and it’s falling out my pants
Uh so I’m pickin’ up the bands
Uh and I’m finna do my dance
And the homie really got the semi
He might really hit your man
I got funny cash
Funny like your face when I shoot that
I’m a vampire I’m a bat
Too hyperactive I can’t relax
I got funny cash
Funny like your face when I shoot that
I’m a vampire I’m a bat
Too hyperactive I can’t relax
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
Cash cash aaa
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