I’m balling, and I love it when money is calling
So f#ck a man that keeps on stalling
I’m like a poker game when I’m calling
And I’m all in
Tell me different, you will get dropped in an instant
Videoed then put up on insta
And when I’m there I quick add your sister
I’m a sick mister, that’s what i’m into
I keep them cozy for winter
A quick coffee and a blows what i’m into
Heart and soul of a pimpster
Out-of-towners don’t do a stinker
All blacked out in your house
And i’m taking all your trees down
I won’t sell it in bulk, cuz i’ll put it on round
And then sell you three for twenty-five pound
I’ve heard sleeping is cheating
But you don’t need to sleeping for me to be creeping
Open your S3 and put the keys in
And do a drift whеn i’m leaving
Then it’s back to my lock-off, to drop stock off
Shot a few bags in thе piece that I rock off
Ring me anytime and i’ll drop off
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MC Innes Lyrics – Track 01
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