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Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas Trauma Tone I just got a business loan from the bank, ain't gotta pay it back Never ever, ever keep ya laptop where you stayin' at Never ever, ever keep them swipes where you layin' at Took her to grab a purse for half off, her ass was crazy fat Six foreign cars and I hid the number with the switch-a-roo And I still got P's, you know my trap jump like a kangaroo Boy, this shit I burn right here, this shit taste like exotic fruit My bitch and car they came from the same place and they exotic, too My plug disappointed cause he know this white collar takin' off He better shut the fuck up 'fore I have my young nigga take him off And I'm on the dark web so I'm feelin' like I'm Carnage The way she give me brain I swear that she must be the smartest Bought me a computer and I no longer had hardship Two bitches, they finna have a ménage, I'm on some Barb shit The swiping, I'm doing it different, stealing from people hurt my conscience I just took out seven banks last week and make some profit Switch my internet every week, I'm plugged in with Comcast Stuffin' my safe with green, I filled it up just like a lawn bag So many chicks I can't remember they name, I give her a name tag Sent a tax return through H&R Block and 20K came back Yeah Her skin so smooth I just can't lose SongtexteShe wet, no lube Let me tie my Loubs She upgraded her boobs She sendin' me nudes Resident Evil, my trap house spooky Nigga burn loud, I don't burn no hookah Order me a card, hit the mall then use it Smart with the shit, can't call me stupid Third row SUV, it's roomy All these items look like I'm moving Had to work out a few kinks, I'm human The chain on my neck make the temperature humid Shawty Lo racks, I be movin' them units Never had a beat from Metro, but I don't give a fuck Never had a vouch from Dre, but nigga, I'm still rich as fuck On the deep web on Black Box Million dollar juug, that's cake walk Wireless net like Straight Talk Rims offset on my takeoff Learned how to code and it paid off Workin' outta town, no days off Skin so soft, got P's in my loft And I ordered some drip for me and my bitch Got CareCredit I just made ten from the strippers Hell nah, I ain't no industry nigga Bae, come here, let me lay down with ya If I go to prison would you stay down with me? Took her outta town and you know she swipe with me Put her on the laptop, girl, start typin' Deep web drip, these niggas gon' bite it Every other day free racks I'm strikin' I seen profile that four years old On street these profile solid gold I wipe these so-called street nigga nose Big bottom shoes, nigga, what are those? Aus Songtexte Mania