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[verse 1]
(ooh, jmak)

[chorus]
lately i’ve been feelin’ grungy
i make the rackades jump like a bungee
i take a lil’ bad b*tch out the country
when she come back, you know she gon’ love me
i get the money, i keep on takin’ that sh*t like a junky
when i get the money, i’ma see who is fake and who love me
who gonna doubt on a n*gga? who gonna help a n*gga?
no, i don’t [?] n*ggas
bro, he just popped the trigger, i know you figured
’cause everywhere i go, it’s like these people wan’ touch me
whеn i get the money, i’ma see who movе fake and move funny, uh

[verse 1]
you know how i been feelin’ lately
gettin’ money, yeah, that’s why they hate me
on the block, how them n*ggas try take me
they gon’ smile in your face, but they fake, g
i*i got them rackades all over me
she*she tryna f*ck me, get over me
i*i*i was broke, they was ignorin’ me
now i got money, i feel so important, g
they sayin’ i’m fly
i get so high
she tryna come to the crib, wanna f*ck me, and baby, i might
i’m with my guys, [?]
yeah, lately i’ve been feelin’ like i been losin’ my mind
[chorus]
lately i’ve been feelin’ grungy
i make the rackades jump like a bungee
i take a lil’ bad b*tch out the country
when she come back, you know she gon’ love me
i get the money, i keep on takin’ that sh*t like a junky
when i get the money, i’ma see who is fake and who love me
who gonna doubt on a n*gga? who gonna help a n*gga?
no, i don’t [?] n*ggas
bro, he just popped the trigger, i know you figured
’cause everywhere i go, it’s like these people wan’ touch me
when i get the money, i’ma see who move fake and move funny, uh

[verse 2]
i’ma see who move fake and move funny
i’ma see who gon’ stay for the money
i don’t text back b*tches, i just be in a foreign with bad b*tches
i was there on the block with them savages
they run up on you, they blammin’ it
and he was trappin’ and scammin’ sh*t
you don’t really want beef with the gang
they be cookin’ up beef in the pan
y’all don’t really roll deep for one man
give me four*hundred bands
and i’m screamin’, “free [?]”, that’s brodie, man
we just tryna go hard out this rappin’ sh*t
we was rappin’ in the class and sh*t
they was laughin’, we was smashin’ sh*t
and they came back, we was lit
[chorus]
l*l*l*lately i’ve been feelin’ grungy
i make the rackades jump like a bungee
i take a lil’ bad b*tch out the country
when she come back, you know she gon’ love me
i get the money, i keep on takin’ that sh*t like a junky
when i get the money, i’ma see who is fake and who love me
who gonna doubt on a n*gga? who gonna help a n*gga?
no, i don’t [?] n*ggas
bro, he just popped the trigger, i know you figured
’cause everywhere i go, it’s like these people wan’ touch me
when i get the money, i’ma see who move fake and move funny, uh

[outro]
(m10 productions)

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