She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,
Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money
Never thought that i'd withdraw them with the next woman
I get all of the bitches all of the bitches he get none
Now let's make this
Get money then bitches
If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss
I'll give u 6 stitches i know u dont get bitches
They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest
I got money mind and money on my wrist
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