On my pop shit, Michael Jackson pockets
Rock shit, cooking up dope for my profit, uh ay
Call it flawless, pussy keep talking and I'm a just drop hits, uh ay
In my wallet, money pouring out like motherfucking faucet, uh ay
Pick a pocket, keep a carcass, jet black carpet, uh uh
Push to start, I pull up park it, at your party, uh uh
Hard in the paint, giving strokes like an artist, uh
God I'm a saint, give me some hope my goal is the targert
You can't see me when I pop out with my VV's, ay
Looking 3D, cross your TV, on your CD, ay
Back on my bullshit, ripping right through like a bullet
Aim back then I pull it, uh
Automatic fully loaded, uh
Going up just like a pull up, uh
Pussy wanna fight, better pull up, uh
Like a gernade she blow my dick up, uh
Stick up, spit that make her lick up
Dick suck, tricks that like to quick fuck
Like okay, like okay
Fuck me for my money, told that bitch that's okay
Trust me 2020, bitch I'm coming like okay
Like okay
Like okay, like okay
It's CHA$E
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