Should come with me to get your salad tossed
Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.
Keep a barrage of guns ready
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars
Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,
You, you, you have to pay for that
Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket
The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
Scarface, say i got that montana flow
The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,
Washington, d.c to los angeles, ca
They infiltrate our homes, africa
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Back like i never ever left in the first
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