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(That be Maaly Raw) Crack money, I serve crack junkies I got money comin', I got slugs comin' I got b*t*hes comin', I got money on me I got hunnids' on me, keep a hundred on me Keep them hundreds comin' Keep them b*t*hes comin' Keep them opps runnin' 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, asked the hoes yeah I change clothes, yeah Different clothes, yeah, different tastes She wanna taste, yeah, nut in her face, yeah Bad b*t*h got a case yeah I wanna give it to her, but I can't give it all yeah I can't even see these b*t*hes, I can't even stall with you I get the money, I get the money in here I got the cash on me, Bugs Bunny Shawty f**kin' on me, yeah she love me I'm Cash Carti, yeah, I need a barbie Hoes be starving yeah, hold up I'm so fly, like a martian I take off on these b*t*hes, I be- I take off on these b*t*hes, I'm on go These b*t*hes be costin' hoes, they costin' Yeah, n***a flossin Ice on me, I don't even know what it cost no more Ice on me, I don't even know Different slatts, every day Yeah, different b*t*hes, different place I put it all in her face, then we go on vacay I'm gon' do this every day I'm gon nut, in her face Shawty better not be fake Cause a n***a keep a K Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Money, A1, these b*t*hes A1 These b*t*hes do not care b*t*hes everywhere, hold up pu**y n***a You want smoke we smoke you, (Smoke you, smoke you, hol' up) Big truck, I'ma slime a killer I'm here with a ten n***a, give a f**k 'bout a victim Give a f**k 'bout them n***as I'm the enemy, I know I'm me That b*t*h on me yeah, like vaseline Hold up, hold up, 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' pidgeon homie I'm in New York wit them n***as that's countin' digits homie Run it up like a scammer, my n***as keep a hammer We can f**k right now Numbers don't lie, b*t*h I'm in New York with a killer, I'm in New York Got a b*t*h right now, she [?] Got a b*t*h right now she waiting on me Got money on the floor, young n***a Play with the money, yeah Thousand checks, we got cash, we gon' flex f**k these n***as hold up, out bad You want smoke with me and my n***a, lets go n***a we smoke for cash, yeah I got these hoes they waiting on me, waiting to suck I get the cash, I get the cash for sure Let's get it, let's get it slime I'ma turn up for these n***as, just for the one time We got guns, got guns, young n***a gon' show em' something I'm with one, yeah yeah, gotta show 'em some Guns on guns on guns, on guns Cash, on cash, uh huh Me and my n***a we breakin' it down, huh Me and my n***as gon shoot em both f**k these n***as, ain't talking 'bout nun They don't want no war We gon put a n***a on a T-Shirt, we don't give a f**k 'bout nun We gon' shoot out your eyes first, don't give a f**k 'bout your gun I got a K on me, I'm with an opp, yeah I'ma count up, huh, huh We gon crash, we got MACs Servin' b*t*hes, with the packs Uh huh, uh huh, turn up for me Turn up for me, diamonds, styrofoam Double cup, double cup, yeah Double cup love, shawty wanna f**k on drugs Double cup love, shawty wanna f**k my drugs I'm in love, I'm in love with drugs now, I'm in love, hol' up I'm sluggin' me and my n***a we thuggin' I'ma f**k these hoes, shawty want- Hold up, I can't f**k these hoes forever I gotta get this money, I'm too clever All white Dior sweater, yeah, hol' up I'm gon' pull up, change the weather Got b*t*hes everywhere, got cash everywhere These b*t*hes everywhere, these b*t*hes gotta stare These b*t*hes everywhere, tryna f**k, okay yeah Tryna f**k on bags, yeah, poppin' tags yeah I'm on a Perc for sure, I'm on that lean, yeah Tryna take me out, [?] Hold up, yeah, slime fire, tryna f**k these b*t*hes, she gotta be mine Hold up, yeah, slime fire, tryna f**k these b*t*hes, she gotta be mine I wanna meet your hoe, I wanna take her out She gotta suck my d**k, she wanna eat me up Uh uh, yeah, uh uh Uh uh, yeah, uh uh Yeah, hold up, yeah Shawty gon' f**k on me, cause n***a got cash, yeah Got bags, shawty want a Birkin bag, hold up I ain't spend no cash on no thot, I'ma trap these b*t*hes, no plot Your b*t*h get smoked like an opp We don't give a f**k 'bout nun, they cops I'ma shoot till the motherf**ker drop Pour up the motherf**kin' drop Got hoes, on go, for days, hell yeah I change up these cars, I change up these hoes I change up my wardrobe, huh b*t*hes suck me, yeah, yeah, huh f**k the bands up, I'ma f**k the b*t*h up Shawty wanna f**k me, yeah I don't give a f**k n***a want smoke for days, we got plays on plays Put an opp on a plate, I'ma put the b*t*h on a play I'm high, n***a in the A I'm in the streets, okay I'm on the block, ooh I want nun' of these hoes Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money Crack money, we serve crack money Crack money, yeah, you a crack junkie We got blocks, you can't get a block from me Hold up, I just hit this b*t*h she f**kin' up my pants Balmain jeans, they ain't even come out yet I just f**ked this b*t*h, ain't gave no respect Hoe gon' get it in, she gon'- Louboutin's bleeding on the floor I been flexing since a freshman, I got b*t*hes tryna f**k White tee, get stuck with it Got a gun, hold up, hold up, you better run, hold up My slatts shoot for fun, we want funds Ride the money truck, hold up And we aiming at the dubs, hold up pu**y ass n***a ain't keeping a hundred Prolly gotta kill that hoe, I'm on the block with a stick right now Prolly gonna kill that hoe I got a stick on me, yeah, n***a got a K for sure Crack money, I serve junkies, yeah You a clout n***a, I pull up with a stick, and kill clout n***as You don't want that smoke with me, I'm a killer n***as afraid of young Carti, cause Im cute I been hitting b*t*hes, pull my Balmain jeans up We just got this money so we 'bout to f**k the streets up We don't give a f**k, yeah my n***as they stay geeked up We don't need these hoes, we gon' keep that heat up I'm gon smoke when I get cold Slime that n***a in the snow I'm loving b*t*hes coast to coast hold up I make that b*t*h touch her toes, hold up I got bloody with me, I got a sl*tty with me I got a thotty with me, I got my cousins with me I got some bricks comin', I got some white hoes That cocaine money, I got crack, crack, crack I got trap money, I serve trap junkies We got muddy homie, we got money homie Ye' ain't the only one, you ain't the only one Only one, yeah Balmain jeans she f**ked 'em up I'ma f**k that b*t*h Got a b*t*h in the crib waiting on this d**k, she waiting on it Got bags on me don't give a f**k about none of these opps I smoke a n***a right now, hop in the wagon Yeah I have it, it's a long time, yeah
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