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Lyricist: Yung Mal
Lyrics:
[Intro] Pyrex whipper
[Chorus] I put that dick in her face, yeah In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah I hit the booth and I one take, huh 12 hit the spot, they was too late I got that sack and went up, up, up and away Booked up, get a backend every day We was so broke, we got straight, huh Niggas can't do nothin' but hate, yeah These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak Just like my birthday, I got that cake My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face
[Verse 1] Your ho let us run a train, freight Still in the trap, beat it down like the bass My young niggas love to take Diamonds, they hit like a laser Make you look other way Had to flip me a pack like Swayze, uh We got them sticks, Navy, uh Sent him the rest, Haven, uh Hellcat mess up the pavement, uh Nigga want a verse, gotta pay me, uh Get the sack, go crazy, huh Watch your back, niggas be hatin' Gucci booksack filled up with that paper I ain't sippin' on lean, bitch, I'm good on the maple We would pillow the poor 'cause my mama wasn't stable Now we go stay at the condo, house on them acres
[Chorus] I put that dick in her face, yeah In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah I hit the booth and I one take, huh 12 hit the spot, they was too late I got that sack and went up, up, up and away Booked up, get a backend every day We was so broke, we got straight, huh Niggas can't do nothin' but hate, yeah These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak Just like my birthday, I got that cake My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face
[Verse 1] Them racks, get the pounds, then I walk in the bank My brother, he locked up, he bang with a shank Say I'm goin' broke, then that must be a prank We got more money than New York Yankees Yacht in my ears, got a house on my pinky Niggas get loose lips, ships start sinking Nigga run up, send them shots at his gut, leave him stinkin' Good with them Benjamin Franklins I be gettin' high, been up like two days Yeah, I got bands but I ain't payin' for that coochie These niggas pussy, they softer than sushi Run in my spot and I kill the intruder Long live Plug, I might slide with that ruler I been gettin' cash, sittin' back, coolin' We was so broke, got rich, hallelujah My brother keep bags, his metro be boomin'
[Chorus] I put that dick in her face, yeah In her mouth just like some toothpaste, hah Diamonds, they skate like they Lupe, yeah I got a plate, then my crew ate, yeah I hit the booth and I one take, huh 12 hit the spot, they was too late I got that sack and went up, up, up and away Booked up, get a backend every day We was so broke, we got straight, huh Niggas can't do nothin' but hate, yeah These chains and Rollies for bait, yeah Reach for my shit, you get ate like a steak Just like my birthday, I got that cake My money just pilin' and pilin', it bust out my safe Walk in the club, make them hoes get a rake Ain't talkin' 'bout money, then get out my face LyricsFreak
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