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…name one bitch that won't fall for me
Yeah, bitch I’m a player, Capital P
I just had a meeting right after a meeting (Yeah)
About some mo’ money, my pinky ring watch hit 400
These niggas be cappin’, they don’t know nothing
I jumped off the porch, start road runnin’
Bro slidin’ everyday, get yo’ nose runny
These fuck niggas softer than Kleenex
Fivenem, spray ‘em, no windex
This shit ain’t new I've been that nigga
Money long with a short temper
Most of these niggas ain’t nothing but pretenders
19 years old, 20 bows in the rental
I’m EBK nigga, plain and simple
Fn, five-sеven, aim right at his temple
Tryna see his brains, kaskan
Mе and bro robbing and Batman
I can’t go out like that man
I can’t go out like ole boy
Glock pulling up, they like “oh boy”
On that bullshit, Illinois
All that tough shit, kill the noise
Two chains on me, Tity Boy
Ballin’ so long, Eric Gordon
The head so good, let me record it
Got money calling, I can’t ignore it (Yeah, Yeah)
Money long, there’s not a shortage
X that bitch out, she was boring
I just made some more off touring
Pouring at the top of morning
I just got some top this morning
She just help me start my day, then I smoke one to the face (Face)
Then I brush my teeth and grab my g-lock
Been chasing money for so long I think I heard my knee pop
Niggas talking ‘bout what they gone do to me (?), he not
You gone get what he got, flush ‘em out, detox…
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