I said pay me it’s nothing
We dont even fuck with what you bring
These other cats bring blasphemy
Hail mary nigga, run quick see
Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/
Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything
Feigning my interest in the lies that they bring,
If you ain't about money
These other cats bring blasphemy
Still got my nike boots
Bring your whole goons of dudes
Don't let em bring you down
It's just my soda mixed with brown
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