Told ma momma ill be back cause i got Racks to move
I love ma bitches even mo
When they got attitudes
They hugging me they kissin me
They love ma attributes
You begging her pleadin her
Cause she go mad at you
I get that money
Get that check
And they show graditude
You make that music
But yo know yo peers
They ain't no fans of you
You talkin heavy on that gram
But I ain't playin with chu
You started rappin but this life
It aint the same for you
I ball like the raders
Kobe with the lakers
I be getting paper
I been gettin major
I need me a saber
With one in the chamber
She said she don't love me
I bet dis a change hea
I get that check and I spend in a hurry
These bitches they beepin like pagers
Member when i was a kid these women Was actin like they was some strangers
14 we was dangerous
OG had trained us
Imma need me a ranger
Big beam with a lazer
Iced out driped out ear lobe looking Somethin like a glasher
New song new flow pt2
Really wasn't nothin major
They been really going crazy
I been really seein anger
These dudes switch sides
They been talking like anchors
I get that milly i put on ma city
Like i was gon carry a tanker
I get that grammy ma momma on stage Just watch how im really gon thank her
14 gold flavors
New car new Neighbors
Straight gas ona pedal
Wit a bitch down like frazer
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Told ma momma ill be back cause i got Racks to move
I love ma bitches even mo
When they got attitudes
They hugging me they kissin me
They love ma attributes
You begging her pleadin her
Cause she go mad at you
I get that money
Get that check
And they show graditude
You make that music
But yo know yo peers
They ain't no fans of you
You talkin heavy on that gram
But I ain't playin with chu
You started rappin but this life
It aint the same for you
I ball like the raders
Kobe with the lakers
I be getting paper
I been gettin major
I need me a saber
With one in the chamber
She said she don't love me
I bet dis a change hea
I get that check and I spend in a hurry
These bitches they beepin like pagers
Member when i was a kid these women Was actin like they was some strangers
14 we was dangerous
OG had trained us
Imma need me a ranger
Big beam with a lazer
Iced out driped out ear lobe looking Somethin like a glasher
New song new flow pt2
Really wasn't nothin major
They been really going crazy
I been really seein anger
These dudes switch sides
They been talking like anchors
I get that milly i put on ma city
Like i was gon carry a tanker
I get that grammy ma momma on stage Just watch how im really gon thank her
14 gold flavors
New car new Neighbors
Straight gas ona pedal
Wit a bitch down like frazer
I love ma bitches even mo
When they got attitudes
They hugging me they kissin me
They love ma attributes
You begging her pleadin her
Cause she go mad at you
I get that money
Get that check
And they show graditude
You make that music
But yo know yo peers
They ain't no fans of you
You talkin heavy on that gram
But I ain't playin with chu
You started rappin but this life
It aint the same for you
I ball like the raders
Kobe with the lakers
I be getting paper
I been gettin major
I need me a saber
With one in the chamber
She said she don't love me
I bet dis a change hea
I get that check and I spend in a hurry
These bitches they beepin like pagers
Member when i was a kid these women Was actin like they was some strangers
14 we was dangerous
OG had trained us
Imma need me a ranger
Big beam with a lazer
Iced out driped out ear lobe looking Somethin like a glasher
New song new flow pt2
Really wasn't nothin major
They been really going crazy
I been really seein anger
These dudes switch sides
They been talking like anchors
I get that milly i put on ma city
Like i was gon carry a tanker
I get that grammy ma momma on stage Just watch how im really gon thank her
14 gold flavors
New car new Neighbors
Straight gas ona pedal
Wit a bitch down like frazer
Writer: James Owens Jr.
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