you can see

what you pourin' up

bruh?

what you poured

huh?

it feel like we dreamin'

pussy nigga dream

wise up

gang gang

mix the lean with a pineapple fanta

know that i'm too geeked

never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see

always knew i was gonna be rich

my mama raised a king

like to count up the money

i guess get money in my genes

so what's up with these lil' niggas? must forgot i'm in the city

i stay strapped up with this glizzy

my 'stendos

they hold a fifty

you play

then it be a killing

i say that not to be silly

got k's with banana peels and they apin'

let's start the bidding

play with the gang

then we knock off your top

young nigga came from the block

i found me a route

it led me to guap

thankin' the man that's up top

you know a lil' nigga be hot as the pot

doin' donuts off the lot

i grinded for everything i went and got

remember them nights i was tired

stop all the cryin'

steady be sayin' i be lyin'

know i'm out here on the grind

no time for these bitches

don't do wine and dine

you can get cooked with the iron

i made me a living off spittin' these rhymes

who knew that ballin' a crime

i feel like lebron when he in his prime

mix the lean with a pineapple fanta

know that i'm too geeked

never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see

always knew i was gonna be rich

my mama raised a king

like to count up the money

i guess get money in my genes

mix the lean with a pineapple fanta

know that i'm too geeked

never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see

always knew i was gonna be rich

my mama raised a king

like to count up the money

i guess get money in my genes

yeah

gang gang

i guess get money in my genes

i got the four-four with the beam

that's my favorite gun

i ain't never left it on the crime scene

if god'd never turned me to a millionaire

i promise i wouldn't really care

i'd be still servin' them fiends

still blowin' kush dope in the air

and i wanna thank my big brother for every fuckin' thing

these rap niggas

they pussy

they ain't really exactly like they seem

i put that shit on my set

if you play with migo

you gon' get hit with the machine

i took a private jet to nyc just to get some lean

i'm at the trap right now

you can come see me

i'ma serve you like a king

mix the lean with my pineapple fanta

you know i get stuck

almost forgot what i did when i shot up my opps

you know i give no fucks

had to remind myself and i went back again

and killed my opps myself

everybody know what happened to that nigga ran in my crib

i left that pussy on the steps

gang gang

mix the lean with a pineapple fanta

know that i'm too geeked

never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see

always knew i was gonna be rich

my mama raised a king

like to count up the money

i guess get money in my genes

mix the lean with a pineapple fanta

know that i'm too geeked

never trust you a bitch or a nigga far as you can see

always knew i was gonna be rich

my mama raised a king

like to count up the money

i guess get money in my genes

either way

i'm gon' get me some money

kicked the bitch out

she ain't doin' nothin' for me

let her tell it

she swearin' she love me

you know me

i ain't carin' 'bout nothin'

put my heart in my pocket

i sat on it

watch me jump ten-or-four

wanna bet on it?

i been poppin' these percs

need to check on me

so much drank in my cup

made a mess on me

hit the bitch and i told her get lost

got a trap in the south

it get off

if it's smellin' like piss

then it's bought

scottie pippen 'cause that's what it cost

hit the gas

don't you hear the exhaust?

this a track'

this bitch cost me some racks

couple hitters

they trail me in scats

yellin' out

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