The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,
But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow
Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,
The hoes, the clothes, you niggas are just like clones
If we ain't right and always at the throats
And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,
And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those
Love reefer and love sneaker above those
Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,
Fuck them hoes and the cops
Y’all only in it for the cars
Pussy and patron that's some great advice
Crime, cops in cars, bright lights shine, trife life,
Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,
But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game
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