Ooh, ooh
What
(Nitro is from the future)
What, yuh
What, yuh
What, I like my [?]
Yessir! (Woo)
Yessir! (Woo)
Yessir!
Woooooooo!
I’m like talk less and do more
I just walked in and bought the store
I kick sh*t down like fu*k a door
I’m way too hot, El Salvador
I told my b*tch I love her more
But I got hoes I still adore
I cannot leave I’m from the four
I told the truth I’m not a who*e
Why she keep on pressin’ me?
Lil hoe I ain’ even want no drama
I just got my stimulus check
My plug couldn’t see them commas (on god)
b*tch I’m not no junkie (on god)
ni**a just love his money (on god)
fu*kin’ with the team that’s crazy (on god)
Death to a ni**a that try me (on god)
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
Run it up run it up
Count it up count it up
I ain’ never had enough
Run it up, woo woo!
I love it, I’m with it
I’m with it, I’m with it
I’m in the cut like incision
You pussy, [?]
You dead, like Kenny
I loofie, these benjies
My blade, [?]
I love it, I’m with it
Ain’t never had enough
Run up a check cuz I love when I count it up
You on some bullsh*t, b*tch I’m a matador
[?] every day like a motherfu*king calendar
Calculating all these motherfu*king digits
Remember when I didn’t have any b*tches
Now they spittin on my dick like a pigeon
ni**as mad cuz I keep fu*kin they women
I can’t stand no hoe sh*t, we be on that bro sh*t
Imma want some more sh*t, Frozone I’m too cold b*tch
He froze up, admit it
I’m only, beginning
I love her, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
Run it up run it up
Count it up count it up
I ain’ never had enough
Run it up, woo woo!
I’m straight, I’m great, I’m doing good
I did that sh*t I said I could
I took a break to count the cash
I smacked 10 racks right on her ass
I’m showin my ass in public
fu*kin my b*tch in private
I’m high a ni**a can’t hide it
fu*k that ni**a lets hit it, ooh
Red lights, let’s go
Bro took off b*tch we gotta go
[?] in my lap, just to let you know
Two sticks on me, wanna fu*kin go
Like fu*k them ni**as take me for
I been down bad but up the score
She curbed me then but now a hoe
She on my dick that’s how it go
ni**a what is you fu*kin talkin bout, you go crazy
I just fu*ked my new b*tch, now my old one say she hate me
Let’s calm down, smoke a pound
Like b*tch I got a hundred rounds
I take my shot like gun em down
She curbed me then but fu*k me now
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
I love it, I’m with it
Run it up run it up
Count it up count it up
I ain’ never had enough
Run it up, woo woo!
Banger! This that work, this that oo
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