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Super
They go crazy
Yeah, they comin' in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot boomin'

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, f*ck you
John Gotti, illuminati, nigga, f*ck you
I put a middle finger up, because, f*ck you
This money got me geekin' up, nigga, f*ck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I f*cked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'
She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'
We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'
This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries
Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention
She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension
I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension
Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage
I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic
I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250
I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back
On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack
F*ckin' with them strippers all in G5
And as soon as the club closed we board the G5
I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side
I got five percent tint on each side
I tried to make it outta school on the east side
I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's f*ck school
I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew
I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too
They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still
I f*cked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
I f*cked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

I f*cks R&B bitches, should thank you
Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew
They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you
I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga f*ck you
They got me goin' insane, now it's f*ck you
I let my brother f*ck your bitch, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I f*ck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston
I got this westside freakin' like boostin'
I built my empire up like Lucious
Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance
I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
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Super
They go crazy
Yeah, they comin' in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot boomin'

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, f*ck you
John Gotti, illuminati, nigga, f*ck you
I put a middle finger up, because, f*ck you
This money got me geekin' up, nigga, f*ck you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I f*cked this R&B bitch, I should thank you
Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin'
She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin'
We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin'
This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries
Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention
She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension
I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension
Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage
I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic
I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250
I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back
On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack
F*ckin' with them strippers all in G5
And as soon as the club closed we board the G5
I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side
I got five percent tint on each side
I tried to make it outta school on the east side
I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's f*ck school
I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew
I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too
They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still
I f*cked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal
I f*cked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you

I f*cks R&B bitches, should thank you
Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew
They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you
I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga f*ck you
They got me goin' insane, now it's f*ck you
I let my brother f*ck your bitch, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I f*ck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston
I got this westside freakin' like boostin'
I built my empire up like Lucious
Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance
I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bitch on game
I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame

Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f*ck me better when the rent's due
I just a f*cked a rapper bitch, I should diss you
She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you
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Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, KHALED MOHAMMAED KHALED, ANTHONY DELVON TUCKER, JEVON ANTON TATE, MAURICE JORDAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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