Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants
We getting money, you can face the facts
You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live
Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith
Get it be there or be square
Park my plane right there
Now the corners close in on me, now i'm too square,
Believing the screens or anything there
But it made me the man i am today, thanks
Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants
Yeah, they call me country grammar
Your pants get hit with cancer
Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,
This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands
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