Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
Taking over the world while the money adds up
But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck
I just wanna keep it real
And we gettin' money, over here,
Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective
Stroke my peen, splashing shit, over bitches assets with,
1 for the money, 2 for the bitches
I'm a force to be reckoned with
And please never disrespect my set
Dead they chose money over your head"
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