Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals
And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please
Getting exotic pussy, might fuck me a dolphin
My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem
You never know what i'm gonna do
Then i gotta say peace to you
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
Neither you, or you, know shit about me,
So gon' and be my dealer baby
I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
That's why i talk about money and what i got, and you ain't even know it,
Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind
Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind
I dont know what you want me to do,
Now, shorty this is what i'mma need from you
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