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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, let's go, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Trauma Tone) Yeah I'm a walking business, nigga, I should be an LLC I keep shooters who on point with me just like I'm CP3 I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I'm 22Gz Trippin off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease Pull up with this rifle like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash, shit, I want nothin' but neck Told these folks that I ain't flying commercial, I do nothin' but jets If any opp survive when we slide, thеn he considered blеssed Feelin' like I'm Trae Young with this Glock because I score a lot Feelin' like I'm Yoda with this wisdom 'cause I know a lot Countin' up the extra in the trap, I might go buy some stocks The AR-556, it go through walls just like it's juggernaut Thinkin' 'bout my safety, so I bulletproofed the SUV The AP on my wrist inside the club shine like some LEDs I know some niggas who learned how to shoot before they learned to read All this money got me buyin' land, it got me signin' deeds Juicing for two weeks, I need to cleanse, feel like my soul corrupted All these players in this circle, you gon' get your bitch abducted Right now, yeah, I'm in this f*ckin' 'Cat, you hear that motor purrin' This week I'ma twist up Waffle Cone, you smell exotic burnin' My lady got a business, now she earnin', she keep buyin' purses We on shrooms, this drug right here is natural, we not doin' Perkys All I do is hit like just I'm Savage, we not doing verbal All my niggas loyalists, no squares, we just do the circles Put him onto crypto, it was cheap, but he ain't wanna listen Put him onto money, he was broke, but he ain't wanna fix it Put him onto fraud, he was scary, he ain't wanna risk it It's a competition where I'm from, who gon' be the richest? I'm a walking business, nigga, I should be an LLC I keep shooters who on point with me just like I'm CP3 I was up in Bushwick with this blicky like I'm 22Gz Trippin off this psilocin, sometimes it put my mind at ease Pull up with this rifle like I'm Devin Booker, nothin' but net Told lil' mama I ain't even tryna smash, shit, I want nothin' but neck Told these folks that I ain't flying commercial, I do nothin' but jets If any opp survive when we slide, then he considered blessed
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