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Yeah, yeah, yeah Count up a whole lot of (yeah) I got a whole lot of (yeah) I count a whole lotof (yeah) Chaz Guapo Count up a whole lot of blue strips New money, who this? So many racks on a n***a I don't know what to do with it So many packs on n***a Swearin' sometimes I get paranoid Lifestyle that you can't afford Since a jit, I always wanted more Hopped off the porch on a money mission In these streets I go tunnel vision They ain't think I'll make it this far Remember days me and Tish talked 69-12 gave mama hell Posted on the curb tryna catch a sale Me and you can't relate, 'cause me and you not the same I took an O, I put it all on the line and threw the letters in the chain Any weaker, got the gang with me, gray flags, count up big bags I gave my hood motivation, and took it all across the nation They ask me who I think I am, first of all, I'm the man Double G on the slippers, Balmain with the zippers Never get tired of ballin', told all my n***as we all in Making money while she calling, choose the money over b*t*hes 'Cause once you got it, she gon' want you with it Got rich, did it independent Count up a whole lot of blue strips New money, who this? So many racks on a n***a I don't know what to do with it So many packs on n***a Swearin' sometimes I get paranoid Lifestyle that you can't afford Since a jit, I always wanted more I flew to Cali, had to get it cheaper Twenty or more, I can ship 'em to you N***as talkin' all this plug talk I'm making racks while they sleeping (for real) If I'm not booked, then I'm leaving (I'm gone) I'm only in town for the season (nah, for real) I'm not in town for no reason Thirty on me like I'm Stephen, red bottoms when I step in We the ones get 'em in, trap 'em out (yeah) Press your luck, forty hit 'em up, wipe 'em out They ain't never wanna slide, now they all wanna go Picture me riding high, but I'm trying to stay low Three grams in the Backwood, smoke a zip every hour Out the P, blowing sour, told my brother world is ours Perfect time on the Rollie, presidential members only Made a million with the homies, made a million with homies Count up a whole lot of blue strips New money, who this? So many racks on a n***a I don't know what to do with it So many packs on n***a Swearin' sometimes I get paranoid Lifestyle that you can't afford Since a jit, I always wanted more Count up a whole lot of blue strips New money, who this? So many racks on a n***a I don't know what to do with it So many packs on n***a Swearin' sometimes I get paranoid Lifestyle that you can't afford Since a jit, I always wanted more
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