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[verse 1]
one n-gga, one chopper, one clip, a hundred rounds in that b-tch
pull up, hop out, pop pop pop, pop, pop, let it spit
jump back in the whip, smash off, leave the scene asap
hit the corner fishtailin’, run the light, bust a right, tote the strap
flyin’ down 85, grippin’ grain, switchin’ lanes, side to side
amped up, piped up in that b-tch, throwin’ up west side
2pac, outlaw, thug life, low life, low life
grab my d-ck, talk sh-t, hit the weed, blow the smoke, roll the dice
old school heavy chevy, big motor, four-fifty-four in it
shift kit, chrome pipes, turbo boost, oak, dashboard digi’
one time, f-ck them, duck them, dodge them, run for it
run for it, cracker tryna send me back to prison, i ain’t goin’ for it
street n-gga, bankroll, court house, shoot it out, brown n-gga
before i do another day in prison i’d rather motherf-ckin’ die n-gga
shoot it out, john wayne, bang bang, gun play, gun play
broad day, any time of the day, i’ll let ak spray

[chorus]
i’ma always get money, n-gga, i got to (i got to)
i’ma always keep it one hundred, i got to (i got to)
i’ma always keep two cups, i got to (i got two)
i’ma always f-ck a bad b-tch ’cause i got to (i got to)
i’ma always smoke good, n-gga, i got to (i got to)
i’ma always keep it hood, n-gga, i got to (i got to)
i’ma always be a trap n-gga, i got to (i got to)
i’ma always keep a strap, n-gga, i got to

[verse 2]
anna mae in the junk, take a funk, beat it like ike turner
hit it hard until it lock, then take the pyrex pot off the burner
let it sit ’til it dry, take a razor, cut it like ot
bag it up, fifty packs, got the trap boomin’ like a yoaksta beat
money comin’, money flowin’, money countin’, count the money, add it up
i’m countin’ all of this paper up, my finger don’t got the paper cut
racked up, sacked up, saks fifth, la, melrose
chop a suite, 20 g’s, i just dropped it like it’s too hot to hold
me and yo, vip, kod, can’t forget compound
magic city, déjà vu, rolex, no flex, it’s goin’ down
pull up, hop out, high as f-ck, smellin’ like a whole pound
back then they ain’t want me, now these b-tches all on my d-ck now
pop a xan, pop a model, pop a band and throw the money on a b-tch
watch she p-ssy poppin’ on the stage, tryna show me what she workin’ with
throw the money, blow the money, you can f-ck the money when it’s comin’ back to back
i’ma f-ck it up and bet i get it back
i’ma count it up and throw it in a bag

[verse 3]
got a new plug in california, n-gga
get the cali bud by the bundle, n-gga
one blunt of this cost a hundred, n-gga
so you know the spot doin’ numbers, n-gga
i’ma f-ck the city up this summer, n-gga
get the c0ke and beat it like a drummer, n-gga
take a fork and scr-pe it like an armor, n-gga
i’ma flood the city, f-ck a plumber, n-gga
comma after f-ckin’ comma, n-gga
know a n-gga creepin’, on the come-up, n-gga
keep a llama tucked inside the bomber, n-gga
never know when i might have to slump a n-gga
hit a n-gga -ss with that pow pow
cut his life short like bow wow
way before dirty nick, b-tch
i had the cannon with me, i was runnin’ wild
keep two k’s like kay-kay
keep a duck duck, that’s on duct tape
like a duct tape when i home invade
make a p-ssy n-gga open up the safe
i’ll do a f-ck n-gga dirty
hit a n-gga -ss with the whole thirty
hit his -ss in his top and back
flip his -ss like a thirty mag
yellow tape, white chalk, that’s a dead body on the sidewalk
comin’ at me with the side talk, i’ll knock a n-gga whole side off
i’m gettin’ money, poppin’ big sh-t
gettin’ money, poppin’ rich sh-t
plug fronted me an extra brick
so a n-gga poppin’ on some extra sh-t

- drako

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