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[chours]

ay, bae ima call you back im on a marathon run tryna get this pape

see im in houston tryna catch a play asking n*ggas what they pay for cane

told her “b*tch im him, im really him, i got the pape im like a bank, im like a safe man put me up the way im ballin on these n*ggas”

[verse]
i got yings, i got bowls, i got grams for the 50

i got fettie, i got coke, i got crack, get up with me

im to busy on that road young n*ggas can’t get up with me

to much money in my bank young n*ggas cannot f*ck with me

this dumb ass b*tch up on my phone,man this b*tch must really be stuck on me

can’t wife no bop, can’t f*ck no thot, lil n*gga i put that on my big homie

she askin “whats up” on my hip? lil bae its sum big on me

if i ain’t got that semi on me, lil bae i got that switch on me,(glahhh)

i can’t wait till a p*ssy n*gga switch on me
the day that n*gga do that yeah im really puttin dat switch on em

and if a n*gga take me out tell em be waitin fa my big homie

the day i die, a n*gga goin with me put dat on my big homie gmoney

on jesus christ i dont fear no n*gga all these n*ggas p*ssy

lil boy you ain’t no gangsta, you a p*ssy ass lil rookie

and you a lame ass n*gga you ain’t really gettin no money

n*ggas cheap as f*ck, pure broke, yeah this sh*t ain’t even funny

that n*gga on my line he trollin, but yo b*tch up on my d*ck she bouncing like a bunny

she dont f*ck with you cause you ain’t even got no money, money, money,money, money, money, money, money, money, dont hit my line if it ain’t bout no f*cking money

[chours]

bae ima call you back im on a marathon run tryna get this pape

see im in houston tryna catch a play asking n*ggas what they pay for cane

told her “b*tch im him, im really him, i got the pape im like a bank, im like a safe man put me up the way im ballin on these n*ggas”

[verse]

ay, ballin ballin ballin ballin ballin b*tch im ballin

i got these diamonds on my neck, yeah them b*tches dancing they must be r*t*rded

that n*gga ran up on me, yea that n*gga ran up with some hope , he left off as a ghost that n*gga must really be r*t*rded

if you think im lacking, i got that switch on me lil n*gga you really r*t*rded

that n*gga dumb as h*ll, he thought it was a skit, dis ain’t no dhar man

im in the trap blendin dope lil n*gga this ain’t no chocolate shake

ain’t got no mask, im hittin dis work i think im really finna die today

this ain’t no bodysuit, this a prada suit, n*gga i know you proud of me

im talm bout 4am im up counting these bands i know they proud of me, long live my brothers yeah i wish i can talk to em, why you die on me

[chours]

bae ima call you back im on a marathon run tryna get this pape
see im in houston tryna catch a play asking n*ggas what they pay for cane

told her “b*tch im him, im really him, i got the pape im like a bank, im like a safe man put me up the way im ballin on these n*ggas”

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