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Lyricist: Wifisfuneral
Lyrics:
[Intro] Yeah, bitch Yuh, ayy Cris Dinero We in this bitch Lets go Yuh, ayy, alright Yuh, wait, ayy, ayy
[Verse] Triple my money, I make it back just to flip Dip in the honey, and then amount in the mix Woah, I been feeling myself, Im gone with the wind Count up a hundred to bust bread with my kin Roll with the Jack, boy Im Cactus You dont want smoke, dont want cancer On my dick, that lil bitch be a dancer Born as a menace, Im out here I been looking all around, like where the fuck my competition Both legs on the gas, put my key in her ignition Sitting sideways, boys, back in the days Big wood of that funk I aint hear what she saying Born to lose, but to win, legend in the making 5k out in the Bay, on my wrist, I aint playing If a fuck nigga hating, tell that bitch die slow Bring death upon him and any nigga that he know Got it out the mud, dust, dirt up off the floor Remember when they said I'd never be shit? Oh Now my diamonds got a bitch feeling sea sick, know it Remember when they said I never be shit? Oh Now my diamonds got a bitch feeling sea sick, know it Now my diamonds got a bitch feeling sea sick, know it
[Hook] Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang Niggas say they gang, but they really aint gang, like LyricsFreak
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