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I don't know them niggas Ayy, I'ma spell it out I want L-O-V-E, I need M-O-N-E-Y Shit, how my neck on freeze-freeze? (Freeze) I used to rap just to get by I used to trap just to get high We on the block and have chops Murder, I'm so tired of that shit, can't lie (Can't) Swallow nuts like pecan pie (Pie) Swear he real, gon' feel him out Soon enough, we gon' pop them dimes (Yeah) Trap Perked out like In-N-Out (Like—) Wish my grandma could see me now Backyard cam got 360, gotta make sure I can see her ass (Sex) Ain't nobody gon' take my Glock but I swear to God I'll give 'em ten rounds (Ten) Step on a slidin' opponent I put the fire up on 'em (Fire up on 'em) I gave my shooter a ten, I call it a signing bonus (Signing bonus) Killin' whoever you seen, the nigga is slimed, I'm on it (Dead) They say I'm the one But I came in with two bitches that look like they ready for fun (Fun) This lil' bitty one I don't give a fuck 'bout these bitches and niggas with lil' bitty guns Boy, go put your funds in that (Funds in that) SongtexteGeekin' up when I'm in London, them bitches in love with me, okay I'm going to pass the time, I got the baddest dime Your bitch is not bad as mine (Damn) Bought her a Birkin, told her to hold the dope and grab the nine I want L-O-V-E, I need M-O-N-E-Y Shit, how my neck on freeze-freeze? (Freeze) I used to rap just to get by I used to trap just to get high We on the block and have chops Murder, I'm so tired of that shit, can't lie (Can't) Swallow nuts like pecan pie (Pie) Swear he real, gon' feel him out (Feel him out) Soon enough, we gon' pop them dimes Trap Perked out like In-N-Out Wish my grandma could see me now Backyard cam got 360, gotta make sure I can see her ass (Sex) Ain't nobody gon' take my Glock but I swear to God I'll give 'em ten rounds (Ayy, ten) Neck cold, ice cold, every day, it's fuckin' winter (Fuckin' winter) I just wish a nigga would, get more than splinter (Wish he would) Shawty say she like me, I'm just tryna enter (I'm tryna get in) Money so long like a grandma 1500 for the Lanvin I be waitin' on something But I don't think it's coming And that's my fault Look like a pimp baby, that's my walk You can't even talk yo' shit when I say sum' real, man, the cat must got your tongue Niggas went and pulled yo' card and then came in your spot, yeah, and y'e'en never pulled no gun You want to trap, bro, what's up? When you struggling in life, bro. Uh-huh? God don't got a better plan for you and you not his strongest soldier, bro. You just struggling, bro. You just suffering. I want L-O-V-E, I need M-O-N-E-Y Shit, how my neck on freeze-freeze? I used to rap just to get by (Damn) I used to trap just to get high (Damn) We on the block and have chops (Damn) Murder, I'm so tired of that shit, can't lie Swallow nuts like pecan pie (Pie) Swear he real, gon' feel him out Soon enough, we gon' pop them dimes (Dimes) Trap Perked out like In-N-Out (Would) Wish my grandma could see me now Backyard cam got 360, gotta make sure I can see her ass (Yeah, sex) Ain't nobody gon' take my Glock but I swear to God I'll give 'em ten rounds (Ten rounds, ten rounds, ten rounds, ten rounds, ten rounds, ten rounds) Wish my grandma could see me now Aus Songtexte Mania