Lyrics:

[Intro]
I ain't got nothing to do
You know that ain't none to me..

You know that ain'tnothingpopping but itsprobably sumn to you, I justpull it out and count it when I ain't got none to do, You know I flex in real life I dont do no stunting fool, You might be playing with real cheques when them bitches come in twos

New crackheads trap star thats my caption, Ay get the backend I ain't rapping them your options, Bought a perc from keed but then I popped it, Look at my right pocket all that green man ima leave it on your noggin
I really run the streets nigga stop it, all you gotta do is ask your peeps they be copping, all you gotta do is ask your bitch she wanna fuck me
That lil stash thats my walk around money lil dummy
All my life I been around gangstas lil sunny, nigga I be clocking in from monday to monday, I used to have a song I would make it there one day, I used to have a route I be there and back in one day
What you know about???, I heard you doing iphones you a fucking jitt, ouu you being seen whith enr she a fuckig nat, I just called you come and eat me she said Im a snack
Me and you ain'tequal I could never lack, I be places you ain't at g and oelltem that, left some mo ey tn ote homhe he goi mail em back, press it all ouu its risky ima trail em back, it ngot double seals on it still smell the pack, I gto duble cs wear em once they crashed, in that wide body demon I wyold bust yo ass, so muchushit ik the hnuse oatch you cutwthe grass, th smli e shit fikl a race and I ain't comxing last, I'm tired of fuckinghoes off pe kys back to coming fast, niggas was fucking up thry cheque and I was running past, now they see me with the beal niggaslyel lng pass, the green to my boxfrs nigga kiss my asse, you jiree mdther fucker what you tell the task, I'm ll io monherfuckert do no stuntin' fool
You know you playin' with real checks when them bitches come in twos
New crackheads, trap star that's my caption
Get the backend, I ain't rappin' them yo options
Bought a Perc from Key and then I popped it
Look at my right pocket, all that grinnin' ima leave it on yo noggin
I really run the streets nigga stop it
All you gotta do is ask yo peeps they be coppin'
All you gotta do is ask yo bitch she wanna fuck me
That lil stash? That's my walk around money lil dummy
All my life I been around gangstas lil Sunny
Nigga I be clockin' in from Monday to Monday
I used to have a song, Ill make it there one day
I used to have a route, Ill be there and back in one day
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