My car burnin', my weed burnin'
My bitch so bad, you touch her once
She burn you
So much money I burn it
So much money I burn it
So much money I burn it
So much money I burn it
My crews are sittin' on ostrich
Smoking the that's preposterous
You watch the hundred in my closet
On the way to the bank to make a deposit
I get dollars and money cause I deserve it
Do what a fuck I want with it cause I earned it
Roll up one hundred dollar bill, then I burn it
Put some stuff in the bag and I served it
Words is, come out of the window
Don't be such a professional when I purr
What I heard about rookies
They don't know what they be doing when they Get that, light it up
If you got some bad bitches, then invite them up
I burn a and my tires is up
I know that we gonna linger
Cause ain't no telling what we gonna bring you
You wanna feel it, cover the hole, and hit it in the bone
Now release your finger
Get the full effect about the mechanism
When I hit ism I was looking through a prism
Rolling and burning, I wasn't looking high
I wanna give them the niggas that be looking through a prison
I don't take you for granted, so I blow
I'mma keep you whatever that I go
You ain't gonna tell me. my eyes low
I don't give a fuck, I ride slow
Everything I know burn, and my flows burn and my rings burn
And my watch burn and my truck burn
And my eyes burn and my green burn
Climb . get the beer right
Last time I should is air tight
Big Bern play around
Baby girl, keep a big gun on me, is a crazy world
Can I just get money on my whole team?
Break it down, I'm the whole day
Take break money blow it on a gold chain
Do a hundred, roll up
Please don't stop, and see the gun smoke
When I unload, better duck low
Only run from the undos like
It was fun though, in a black track with a Stay on top, then you slapped up
PJ about to get wrapped up
Good pack, but the money gonna get stacked up
Took too many might OD
I'm low key, I'm OG
Girl, I'm in that OC
Done a lot of crap, she says is a plus
She work late nights, now shake a She played a dwag, that's made you look
Count so much, you got paper cuts
Take 200 and burn it
So much weed that I'm burning
Hit the gas, my car burning
I'm popping tags, and that You got twelve girls and they're all Pull up in that automobile
She's star struck, get your broad [?]
When she mad at you she car burnin

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