Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them
On top of jay mccabe and his bacon
Put the purp in the blunt
And remember what i said and
Baby you're the one
If you smellin bacon
Can't tell you where the bacon is, but the beef's on the cow
Would i stay with her, or separate or move along now
Gett this money flip it like bacon
I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them
Social conditioning and
And the word most important
Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for
'cuz i'm bringin' home the bacon, but i'm not a breadwinner,
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