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Big TME don't forget the fucking letters I got a bad bitch she hit my jack all day now I don’t even want her Sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted Can’t show no love to nobody, don’t fuck with you niggas if I’m being honest Stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids Ran it up on this blue like Sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted I don’t know why she think she a baddie Cause that pussy got bodies it’s haunted And I got me some bread now I’m on it Hop in the V and floor it, these niggas breeze like foreigns We gettin’ green like florists Cartier frames look like I’m giving lessons Sippin’ this drink cause a nigga be stressin’, all of this money gon’ send em a message I put the work in I’m fully invested When I was broke yeah I had enough sleep, now I get money so no I ain’t resting And in my city it’s never no peace, everyday niggas get hit and they resting I’m tryna make some dollars every second Get to it first and I don’t get it second When I was little just wanted a necklace These little niggas ain’t getting no check in Some of my niggas still doing some dirt and money be clean and that money be neat Shawty said she getting tired of working I flew her out and put her on a beach She let me fuck and she kept it discreet SongtexteAnd when it's smoke we kept it the streets I'm in the Benz it's just me and my heat Guaranteed they won't take nothing from me And they can try but they nothing like me It ain't no tryouts to get on my team I swear that money turned me to a beast Maybach and I'm reclining the seats I got a bad bitch she hit my jack all day now I don’t even want her Sat in the trap all day now we sit in the mansion that’s all that we wanted Can’t show no love to nobody, don’t fuck with you niggas if I’m being honest Stay with duffle all up on me, the duffle bag on me its full of the hunnids Ran it up on this blue like Sonic, pull out the ghost and it’s haunted I don’t know why she think she a baddie Cause that pussy got bodies it’s haunted And I got me some bread now I’m on it Hop in the V and floor it, these niggas breeze like foreigns We gettin’ green like florists Aus Songtexte Mania