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"Wake Up Kids"

Excuse me
All that cake on the side of that
Excuse me
I want the moolah
I want the cheese
When I

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

See my first girl had a problem with her self esteem
We was in Japan I had a dollar and a dream
But nothing that I talk about cause n*ggas hate upon it
But when you drop all we do is eat plates upon it
Pepsi rolly I’m with my brody please don’t OD
I need your heart feel your love you don’t know me
I’m not right I’m not your type we always fight
I love you dear come here good night
I’m on a plane thinking bout this bread yeah no Subway
I make a post don’t do the most your girl love me
I’m working with the GOAT soon yeah the world love me
No secret baby girl just keep it

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

Shawty say she smell me I told her she had to chill
Cause I’m pretty sure I’m the substance you don’t need to inhale
Nose dancing on the china in designer sh*t real
She just want to pour a line but don’t know where to cop a seal
And All she know is I’m from Houston she in love with them candy cars
But all she be doing is boosting she in love with them candy bars
Can’t blame her I crack them two KitKat them up by the twos
And wash them down with my forties don’t want to hear about no problems
I’m talking this in the mirror I’m Roger Tia Tamera
Go home my n*gga you stuck unless you still tryna f*ck
sh*t bigger they on my zipper never heard of my denim
These red monkeys was tailored to fit on my like a player
She yellow like Doc Martin thread friend blacker than the leather
I been on some Martin sh*t kick a b*tch out whenever
And if I get to stepping know it’s in money directions
Show affection for them hundreds
Ain’t sh*t else but thanks for nothing huh

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

[Chorus]
Wake up kids getting money f*ck a b*tch
Taking care of family yeah daddy did Skrrt
sh*t me up I been around the atlas b*tch
Roll it up smoke it up no sucker sh*t

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