Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money
It take a shank and metal tank to harm me
She said, "'ye, can we get married at the mall?"
They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all
On me but you won't know it comes to ye, i'll strike back throw you in a sack
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
Take your nan for an instance
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang
Journeyman with no fans. i'm the boogeyman, spearing your nan,
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
Aint doing time for a shank
Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually
Everybody watching while you touching real money
What am i gettin too wordy for ye, is my shit too dirty for you,
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
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