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Worthy
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Money Man
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I might make her a boss If I feel like she worthy If my shooters push up they gon' do that boy dirty They gon' empty the mac, they gon' fire the whole thirty When you bust down the Cartier, it cost a thirty I don't want no girl cum, these hoes don't deserve it I don't pick up the phone unless you makin' a purchase I got kids to feed, fuck buyin' these bitches a Birkin Young niggas hear my songs and they be learnin' In the crib, countin' racks, weighin' up and I'm burnin' Only time that I leave the house, if I am servin' Hop out the Lake, walk her down like a Hearse My darkskin vibe taste like a bow and some Hershey Re'd up deep, now the plug actin' scared to come serve me Only fuck with the fam, but I never met Durkie All that wolfin' online gets you popped like a perky Got that blick on my lap when I turn on my street I go get some racks, I don't lay up with freaks My neck havin' water like Daytona Beach I love how she walk, I just love her physique All that talkin' bout Money come bust down my cheeks Told the cleaners I like all my jewelry no crease I just spotted a lil hunnid to bust down the Peepers Just dropped me a load then I test the Kapeesh When I go to DC I might come out with Gleesh My song bought property just for my Niece Runnin' that bag up, I got ice on my knees They follow a nigga, I lead them to riches I don't got no vices, I don't trick on bitches These niggas is snakes, just like Boa Constrictors I have my lil niggas rob' 'em and strip 'em That nigga don' violated, we gon' dip 'em That nigga don' violated, we 'gon flip 'em Had to stop bein' broke, had to make a decision Had to go put myself in a better position We we're fuckin' all week in eight different positions Got that pack in my car, I'ma pull up and deliver On the dark web I might just go buy a new liver I ain't showin' no sympathy for these lil niggas Yeah I had came but she came a lil quicker Put wings on that boy just like his name is Cardo My shooter got wicks, but he do not no murder I just bought me a check that was in the Wells Fargo I'm servin' these niggas out new Murcielago My Mexican plug, we was eatin' on tacos I'm watchin' the hot scam while servin' Gelato I might make her a boss If I feel like she worthy If my shooters push up they gon' do that boy dirty They gon' empty the mac, they gon' fire the whole thirty When you bust down the Cartier, it cost a thirty I don't want no girl cum, these hoes don't deserve it I don't pick up the phone unless you makin' a purchase I got kids to feed, fuck buyin' these bitches a Birkin Young niggas hear my songs and they be learnin' In the crib, countin' racks, weighin' up and I'm burnin' Only time that I leave the house, if I am servin' Hop out the Lake, walk her down like a Hearse My darkskin vibe taste like a bow and some Hershey Re'd up deep, now the plug actin' scared to come serve me Only fuck with the fam, but I never met Durkie All that wolfin' online gets you popped like a perky
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