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[intro: jssr]
(okay, yeah, haha, uh)

[chorus: jssr]
i cannot f_ck with these people, they copying
like, why you just wanna be me?
i just, like, get to the racks and i pop it in
like, b_tch, you can’t do it like me
[?], but that boy can’t do it, can’t do it like me
how i, walk with the bl!ck and i got all my money, i got me a godd_mn spree, like
talk on my [?]
(i took that once with the [?])
i_i took that b_tch to the tropic
changin’ ’em up and i’m feeling like tie_dye, huh
[?] made me a topic, huh
no, i can’t f_ck with that sh_t, no go
i turn that glock into bo, i’m countin’ my money, i count me a big bankroll
[verse 1: jssr]
f_ck with that money, f_ck with the stats and i swear that i’m in love with the funds
i count a hunnid
i count a hunnid, i swear i’m in love with the hunds’
i told that b_tch that i don’t give a f_ck, told b_tch, “i don’t have no lovе”
i told that ho that i keep me a buck, i keep a godd_mn gun
yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah
talk ’bout, huh, huh, huh, huh
i don’t give no f_ck, f_ck, f_ck, f_ck
just rock with guns, guns, guns, guns

[verse 2: dvertigo]
(yeah_yeah_yeah)
i see prada spread out on my tag
i see fifty racks up in that bag, ho
i got cash flow, i got some broads on go
i’m f_ckin’ this ho down slowly, i got some sh_t in my soda
high every day, never sober
i told that b_tch, “bend over”
walk in that b_tch so clean, y’all opps be late, so phony
come get yo’ b_tch off me, i’m the one with all the funds, huh
i’m the b_tch havin’ fun, huh
put that in the saint laurent, huh
i’m in this b_tch geeked up, huh
walk in that b_tch, we stunt, huh
big ass pointers, they punch, huh
pistol get grabbed for fun, huh
i’m never seein’ the sun, huh
i’m always gettin’ geeked up, huh
we never seein’ the sun, yeah
we always gettin’ geeked up, yeah
i’m never trippin’ on nothin’, huh
i’m only worried ’bout us, yeah
[verse 3: slump6s]
b_tch, i’m only worried ’bout us
[?] in the face, i bust
n_gga run up on me lookin’ all crazy, he walk out this b_tch with a crutch
i’m on the gas, what’s up?
b_tch n_gga, don’t gas ’em up
b_tch, i don’t roll it, ain’t pass it up
lil’ bro can’t breathe, got asthma
ayy, walk, uh, walk, uh, walk down, n_gga, touch me
new drank, shoutout lucki
workin’ on new sh_t, boy, don’t rush me, ayy
big ricks got me comfy
workin’ on big sh_t out the country
i got a [?], make his wig split, made his d_ck [?]
look at the bank call, that’s yo’ b_tch, sh_t, they said i been making too much money
n_gga talk down on some dumb sh_t, then i’m finna f_ck up on his sister
if he f_ck ’round, we gon’ dump sh_t in this mac_11 like a whisper
leave him dumbfound with my white boys, i might f_ck around and shoot a n_gga

[chorus: jssr]
i cannot f_ck with these people, they copying
like, why you just wanna be me?
i just, like, get to the racks and i pop it in
like, b_tch, you can’t do it like me
[?], but that boy can’t do it, can’t do it like me
how i, walk with the bl!ck and i got all my money, i got me a godd_mn spree, like
talk on my [?]
(i took that once with the [?])
i_i took that b_tch to the tropic
changin’ ’em up and i’m feeling like tie_dye, huh
[?] made me a topic, huh
no, i can’t f_ck with that sh_t, no go
i turn that glock into bo, i’m countin’ my money, i count me a big bankroll

- jssr

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