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I'm Buggin
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Jay Critch
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M-M-Money Jay Critch, hood fav I think these stupid niggas thought it was over Yo get 12, I think these stupid niggas thought it was over yo, aye, hey I really got on some boss shit, I swear that these little niggas is runners Move through the streets real cautious, he try to play then we putting him under Had a good day at the office, trap is still open and it's doing numbers Ballin' I feel like the number one stunna f*ck it I'm wildin' out for the whole summer Shorty a baddie and she got a bankroll, f*ck it I'm wildin' hit that with no rubber He try to pull me but I had that thang on, f*ck it I'm wildin' dip under covers f*ck it I'm wildin' that money gon dump em' f*ck it I'm wildin' that money gon dump em' f*ck it I'm wildin' they ducking no trouble I hate to be the one to burst your bubble Let me tell you how I grew in a jungle When I was young, always wanted to hustle Downtown looking like it's Royal Rumble Make niggas run DMC, no Russell I'm in the back of the Benz smoking truffles Whole book bag full of chips like Ruffles In the book bag got a clip like, (boom) Niggas ain't worried bout no little scuffle Like I ain't get this shit all off the muscle It's 30 gang, got the brains in the muscle He called the police so we ain't gonna touch you She said I'm lame, bitch I ain't wanna touch you Young nigga had to get used to the bag Nigga got rich I ain't even have a mixtape Nigga got rich I was only 18, couldn't even go in the club get shitfaced Diamonds they drunk and they dance, yeah shitfaced Can't bring the tool, we got in with the switchblades Brodie got hot in the hood, had to switch states Nigga I ain't rapping, I'm just talking 'bout life Worry bout M's, niggas worried bout ice When you getting cheese, better worry 'bout mice And I'm in the V thinking 'bout my guys I'm in LV getting way too fly Niggas in between trying to play both sides But they know a nigga having real mob ties How you with the gang if you ain't gon ride Can't f*ck with him cause he ain't on time Big bucks nigga, I remember them dimes I'm with a baddie she asking my sign I'm blowing up, I ain't wasting no time World war shit like it's Vietnam I really got on some boss shit, I swear that these little niggas is runners Move through the streets real cautious, he try to play then we putting him under Had a good day at the office, trap is still open and it's doing numbers Ballin' I feel like the number one stunna f*ck it I'm wildin' out for the whole summer Shorty a baddie and she got a bankroll, f*ck it I'm wildin' hit that with no rubber He try to pull me but I had that thang on, f*ck it I'm wildin' dip under covers f*ck it I'm wildin' that money gon dump em' f*ck it I'm wildin' that money gon dump em' f*ck it I'm wildin' they ducking no trouble I hate to be the one to burst your bubble
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