Got a lot money, no mouldy meat
I said i got my ass beat
She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that
I'm still broke as fuck, i still have an empty wallet,
The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand
Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank
Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass
You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash
Stole his wallet and proceeded to run.
Um, life is a water park, could be fun
Bitch, they call it motor city
You'll never meet (meat) me
This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit
Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket
I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep
Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat
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