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Album: Back To the Basics (2017)

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Be quiet, bro, bro
Yeah, this that shit here, man
Nigga gon' feel, brah
You know what I'm sayin', like
I'm on a whole 'nother one man
I'm so content with the person I am
I can give a fuck about what you think about me honestly, bro
As long as this Rollie tick, I'm good, man

I got two bitches on call, no threeway
You ain't cashed out nigga yeah that's what the lease say
Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre Bay
No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ
No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ
Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay

Niggas are rollin' big
Niggas are drama queen
I be in between that money like I'm cornbeef
Run it up and stack it
You makin' money backwards
I'm throwin' nothin' but Jackson, rip it out the plastic
These niggas actin', these niggas actors
He ain't know his daddy, these niggas bastards
These niggas hatin', these niggas leechin'
Fuck that bitch and everybody know it when they see me
Everybody know it, since I cut my hair I feel like everybody Quan
Fuck your feeling, everybody show 'em
I don't care 'cause everybody know 'em
The best nigga

I got two bitches on call, no threeway
You ain't cashed out nigga yeah that's what the lease say
Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre Bay
No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ
No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ
Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay

Hundred choppers in the trunk
Gas smellin' like a skunk
Skinny jeans with a lump
Some bankrolls, lil' nigga
Offsets on my whip, yeah you know I'm ridin'
I ain't stuntin' that negative shit, so please don't kill my vibe
I don't know what it's gone for one of y'all niggas understand
They feelin' some type of way, when I walked in like the man
I stuck to the strips, stayed down cause I had a plan
I never let my left hand know what my right hand doin'
I'm for real these niggas are underestimatin' greatness
I'm for real these niggas could never kill or never take it from me
All about that money
If it ain't 'bout money then it ain't 'bout nothing, lil' nigga
But I'm blowin' my money to keep these stacks clean
Killin' these niggas like I'm vaccine
You not Mad Max from choppers, you a Maxine
Naw, naw you a crack fiend, momdukes my black queen

I just wanna stack this money up high
I just wanna stack this money up high
Talkin' so high, I feel like I can fly
I'm talkin' so high, I feel like I can fly

I got two bitches on call, no threeway
You ain't cashed out nigga yeah that's what the lease say
Four, five bitches walkin' with me all from Pre Bay
No turntable, scratch that pussy like a DJ
No disrespect to Mannie Fre' but go DJ
Run that check up, a lotta niggas fled, D-Day
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay
Fuck her two times, every morning that's a replay
Yeah, that's a replay, yeah that's a replay
Fuck her two times, yeah that's a replay


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