make sum

[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Bloody!]

Make some, blow some money

Shake some, throw some for me

For the summer, I'm moving dolo

I need a sugar momma, I can’t fuck with a broke ho'

Smoking everyday, I copped the za for the low-low

I'm in love with pussy, I am not a homo

I’m in love with guap, I am not a hobo

She bouncing on my dick like this shit was a yo-yo

Choppa got a kick like Cristiano Ronaldo

After I fuck this bitch, I feel like I won the lotto

Outside, searching for the pack before my bed made

If I see this pussy-nigga lack, give him a headache

Burning on sativa, light is cracking, now my head ache

She gon' leave and try to come back, but now she dеadweight

[Verse 2: Percosits]

Now she deadwеight

This bitch gave me good head till her head ache

I'm off the motherfucking meds like my head ache

Bloody! got the ARP, fuck-nigga, we can make it shake

And that choppa on me, feel like Clay, I'ma let it spray

This bitch want to eat the dick, yeah, I told that ho', "Come, andale"

Money coming in andale, nah, this fuck-boy not my vato

Got a G3, it hold fifteen, Lil Cap clutching on the chop though

In the backseat with the windows rolled down, smoking on gelato

These hoes be picking and choosing, man, that's what they do

That's just what they do, fuck it, man, this money come through

Uh, bitch, it's Mike coming through, let me through

Let me through to you, I told that ho’, "Let me through to you"

Let me through to you, bitch, let me through to you

Pass bro the GAT, he gon’ pull it too

We got big boy Drake's, green tips, bullets too

[Outro]

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