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[chorus]
countin’ two*hunnid k large
lambo’, ferrari, and dodge
all this sh*t came from the fraud
juice up my motor with mods
fifty bands in my garage
these n*ggas fake, a mirage
broke n*gga, go get a job
supercharged redeye key fob
they pray that big money fall
weak n*gga, grow you some b*lls
spendin’ racks, jump in a benz
crushin’ two b*tches, they friends
watch for snakes ’cause these n*ggas foul
i open my laptop and look at files
on the shroom, i’ma look at the moon

[verse]
if a young n*gga pull up on you, he’s a fool
when i go put them links on me, it’s in my tomb
only come out at night with the vamps and the brew
only top shelf tequila, i know sh*t gon’ brew
i’m a real street n*gga, you play, then you’re through
got that jet, don’t pick up on the road, let me through
i be spottin’ them pills, i let money accrue
yeah, we took all your sh*t, what the f*ck you gon’ do?
tried to kick in my door and that n*ggas got slewed
if i went on a mission, you know that i blew
my b*tch p*ssy is pink, but my money is blue
all the rumors you heard, that sh*t probably is true
i’ma fry the synthetic, you ain’t got a clue
you ain’t find out the method, this sh*t is too new
when i went to the auria off the jet, like to whoop
gotta pay for my telegram just for the scoop
you can’t hop in my car ‘less you willin’ to shoot
tryna spy on the kid, tryna steal all the juice
i like all of my exotic if you with the fruit
if you tryna make pape’, then i know what to do
yeah, i’m rich, but i still put these racks on your head
n*ggas broke, but they talkin’, so don’t be misled
finna live with the gang, we gon’ chop up the bread
catch these sh*lls to your noggin, so watch how you tread
[chorus]
countin’ two*hunnid k large
lambo’, ferrari, and dodge
all this sh*t came from the fraud
juice up my motor with mods
fifty bands in my garage
these n*ggas fake, a mirage
broke n*gga, go get a job
supercharged redeye key fob
they pray that big money fall
weak n*gga, grow you some b*lls
spendin’ racks, jump in a benz
crushin’ two b*tches, they friends
watch for snakes ’cause these n*ggas foul
i open my laptop and look at files
on the shroom, i’ma look at the moon

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