They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,
Everything i wanted never seem so close
And a finger in the middle that i leave em with
Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches
Get money then bitches
Aight santana man...let's do this
Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids
Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes
Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
I synthesize lines like lyrical sorcery, bitches adore the heat im absorbing
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Bitches love money and i got a lot of money
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
School was a bummer; all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety
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