aunty stella

sada baby

i woke up

i roll up

i roll up

ice my cup

said i woke up

got poured up

ice my neck

drop the top

windchill

my money grown up

bitch

sure 'nough

lame actin' tough

pussy nigga

what it is?

now i ain't got time for no nigga in his feelings

gettin' money is a wonderful feeling

keep playin'

he gon' end up injured

catch him on the street with his puppets like he big bird

on my mama

on my hood

if you see the apes

we got dracs with the wood

boy

don't play with 55

they'll slide

they'll shoot

huh

if you see big squad or the mob

them my troops

huh

free my nigga troop

we was stompin' niggas out in high school

and i was poppin' bars

helpin' cuddo move that white

ooh

i was totin' pipes same time that your granny smokin' pipe

that's the old life

huh

this shit different

told juan we was sittin' in that kitchen

i was gon' get it

he tried to tell me i needed bricks to go with it

he was tryna tell me that dope money gon' be with me 'til i'm finished

i told that nigga nope

i'm the g.o.a.t. this shit easy

i woke up

got poured up

ice my neck

drop the top

windchill

my money grown up

bitch

sure 'nough

lame actin' tough

pussy nigga

what it is?

now i ain't got time for no nigga in his feelings

gettin' money is a wonderful feeling

keep playin'

he gon' end up injured

catch him on the street with his puppets like he big bird

i might get some fresh work and start a business

huh

i might pop another perc' and test the limits

huh

most these rappers act like bitches for attention

huh

i don't even give a fuck 'bout them niggas

i'm off mud

still turned up

every backwood i bought burnt up

i got bands in my pocket

marching bands in the trunk

and i got ana with whoever

know it's up and it's stuck

pop dope

pull a ho just because i want that monkey

though

chopper in my hand like a guitar

no honky-tonk

i want a red tie at my funeral like donkey kong

big ape live long

soul

body strong

said i woke up

got poured up

ice my neck

drop the top

windchill

my money grown up

bitch

sure 'nough

lame actin' tough

pussy nigga

what it is?

now i ain't got time for no nigga in his feelings

gettin' money is a wonderful feeling

keep playin'

he gon' end up injured

catch him on the street with his puppets like he big bird

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