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I still got some bags in the kitchen
I run with some locs from the 60
We do it for triz, so I miss you
I might park the coupe, drive the Bentley
This syrup keep killing my kidney
Your girl wanna f*ck with a menace
I'm a man, I need me a mistress
I smile like I was a dentist
I smile like I was a dentist
She f*ck on me, handle her business
I told her, "It's millions to billions, don't talk to me, b*tches that talk to my Benjamins"
All of these n*ggas so envy, I wake up some days and I pray for my enemies

All of my n*ggas, they kin to me
Gunny, he rolling, my n*gga, he been with me
Trust me, we never ever switching
I'm with you cht-lo, we chasing millions
We fly private jets and eat at Benny's
We f*ck over check, you n*ggas split
We stuffing Backwoods, don't f*ck with Phillies
You know we rich rolling, n*ggas petty
I check out my Rollie, she was heavy
My pockets so WAP, I look like Fetty

I went got that chopper, sh*t was deadly
I looked at that text and got a message
I remix that dope and try to stretch it
I made it jump back and we got ready
Like DTE Trouble, a n*gga ready
They blowed out their brain, looked like spaghetti
I picked up some bread from Grandma Betty
You n*ggas be capping, n*ggas Betty
I still got some bags in the kitchen
I run with some locs from the 60
We do it for triz, so I miss you
I might park the coupe, drive the Bentley
This syrup keep killing my kidney
Your girl wanna f*ck with a menace
I'm a man, I need me a mistress
I smile like I was a dentist
I still got some bags in the kitchen
I run with some locs from the 60
We do it for triz, so I miss you
I might park the coupe, drive the Bentley
This syrup keep killing my kidney
Your girl wanna f*ck with a menace
I'm a man, I need me a mistress

I smile like I was a dentist