Yeah, got a blick by my side (By my side)
I, I got big money, big money ties and big mob ties
Slatts, hm, that’s what I’m bringin’, whole lotta [?] slatts
Yeah, hm, whole lotta bread, help out my money twerk
Hold on, yeah, put you on red, put you on [?]
I already know, running up as I been (First)
First, I’m the biggest [?]
I just feel, I’m the number one [?]
I’m sellin’ drugs, now I’m rich
I be yellin’ with thugs, we was movin’ bricks
I was pullin’ up with thugs, I was pullin’ up with thugs
I’m just pullin’ in with big whips, yeah, I’m still smokin’ Runtz
With a whole lotta money lil’ b#tch, I got a bunch
I don’t even need no scary, I feel guns (I feel guns)
I need me a [?] with the Claritin, I’m movin’ the Tuss’
[?] with the big boy drum
Yeah, touched down with the mob, gon’ get you sprung (Gon’ get you sprung)
Yeah, and I boot up for fun, that sh#t for fun
Yeah, reloading my sh#t, yeah, but I go to the sun (Go to the sun)
Trappin’ the rural thugs, we number one
Brr, hit his b#tch ass…
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