![]() ![]() Why the fuck you think I pull up in a dope car?ĭope shoes stepping out with a dope bitch I'ma make them come and hit me with the recoup ![]() It ain't green get it back with tha c loc See the beamers when ya pull up in the dope hole I'm trying to see it like a muthafuckin' Castro Grindin' hard for the bread and the cash flow I ain't playin' creep ya avenue and I'll blast Getting cooped in the top drop right back €~Cause money and the gat pop those straps Understand I'm the man who you can't match We put our hands in da sky let â€~em know dat we bout thatĪnd where my money young niggaz gotta have thatĪ couple grand for the Louie band napsack I be bangin' on your front door wit da nineĪnd if you don't have it den you gotta go I'll tell ya one thang don't play about mine Rubber bands in my pants and a swoll bankroll I'm tryna see it like a muhfuckin' Castro I keep my money ova bitches til da door close ![]() See I'm a duffle bag boy like I move cokeīig crack through tha music so the flow dope See I be runnin' on the route where da cash goĪnd any nigga interfering with the cash flow See I'm back for da money like I left dat If u ain't got it, leave you bloody like a Tampax Eh knock knock, bang bang, where the cash at? ![]()
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