He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
I got snider bitches that whiter than the drugs they sniff
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop
Get money then bitches
When you feel like this
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,
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