Touchin’ money like I’m Al’ Capone
With a red-bone, bad to the bone
Make a play, then I dip, then I’m gone
And I never move wrong
I can’t leave if I ain’t got my stick
Used to be cool with n#gg#s that switched
Bite the hand that’s gon’ fed you, that’s sick
Thought you was my dog, boy, ain’t that a b#tch
These n#gg#s be switchin’ like Nahmir
And these hoes wanna f#ck ’cause
Man, I feel like lil’ Primo, too top tier [Woah, yeah
Touchin’ money like I’m Al’ Capone
With a red-bone, bad to the bone
Make a play, then I dip, then I’m gone
And I never move wrong
I can’t leave if I ain’t got my stick
Used to be cool with n#gg#s that switched
Bite the hand that’s gon’ fed you, that’s sick
Thought you was my dog, boy, ain’t that a b#tch
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