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Athena (Version 1)
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Playboi Carti
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Let's go, Maaly Crack money, I serve crack junkies I got money coming I got slatts coming, I got b*t*hes coming I got money on me, I got hundreds on me Keep them hundreds on me, keep them hundreds coming Keep them b*t*hes coming, keep them opps running I just smoked an opp, you can keep it coming I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me I got thotties with me, I got sl*tties with me I'm on the Southside, I got two nines I f**ked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine I got hoes, yeah, after hoes, yeah I change clothes, yeah, I change clothes, yeah Different clothes, yeah, different tastes, yeah She wanna taste, yeah, nut in her face, yeah Bad b*t*h got a case, yeah, but I wanted to give it to her But I can't give her all, yeah, so I can't see this b*t*h, oh yeah I can't even start with you, I got the money, yeah I got a money issue, I got a, uh, hold up I got the carats on me, Bugs Bunny, yeah Shawty f**kin' on me, yeah, she love me, yeah I'm Cash Carti, yeah, I need a barbie, yeah Hoes be starving, yeah, hold up I'm so fly like a Martian, yeah I take off on these b*t*hes, they be, hold up I take off on these b*t*hes, now she call me, hold up These b*t*hes just be costing, hoes, they costing Uh, yeah, n***a flossing Ice on me, I don't even know what it cost no more Ice on me, I don't even know Different sl*ts every day, yeah Different b*t*hes, different place I put it all in her face Then we go on vacay I'ma do this every day I'ma nut in her face Shawty better not be afraid 'Cause a n***a keep a K Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money everywhere, b*t*hes everywhere These b*t*hes do not care, b*t*hes everywhere Hold up, pu**y n***a, you want smoke, we smoke you We smoke, we smoke, hold up Big truck, big truck, hold up I'm a slime, I'ma kill 'em I'ma hit 'em with ten, n***a Give a f**k 'bout a victim Give a f**k 'bout them n***as I'm the enemy, hold up, I know I'm me That b*t*h on me, yeah, like Vaseline Hold up, uh, hold up, uh, why you checkin' on it? I got b*t*hes up on me that be flirting with me I'm so fly like a motherf**kin' pigeon, homie I'm in New York with them n***as counting digits, homie Run it up like a scammer, my n***as keep a hammer Give a f**k 'bout numbers, numbers don't lie, lil' b*t*h, hold up Uh, yeah, numbers don't lie, lil' b*t*h, yeah Got a b*t*h on the highway Got a b*t*h that's hiding in the crib Got a b*t*h that's riding for real Got n***as gon' keep that steel Young n***a might steal for real, homie Young n***a might kill, homie My n***as gon' go on a [?] for me Give a f**k 'bout none of these n***as, my n***as gon' kill some n***as for me Oh yeah, oh yeah
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