I love drugs way more than people
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
I say if it ain't bout money I don't really wanna get involved
I been paper chasing my whole life ain't take a break at all
I don't think bout getting tired
Run up you get lit on fire
Don't even gotta tell me they gon' switch
I ain't too much surprised
I got racks na they don't like it
Knew I would just like a psychic
Niggas mad but can't do shit I bust my stick before I fight ya
Trap house jump like trampolines I beat the pack out just like Tyson
And all these racks I got I pull em out that hoe gone get excited
Lie to me I see straight through it
Tell me why the f*ck you got your fire if you still ain't gone use it
Cause I done seen the toughest die for capping in they music
But all I got is money on my mind you know I'm getting to it
If they try to take I gotta shoot it
I love drugs way more than people
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
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I love drugs way more than people
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
I say if it ain't bout money I don't really wanna get involved
I been paper chasing my whole life ain't take a break at all
I don't think bout getting tired
Run up you get lit on fire
Don't even gotta tell me they gon' switch
I ain't too much surprised
I got racks na they don't like it
Knew I would just like a psychic
Niggas mad but can't do shit I bust my stick before I fight ya
Trap house jump like trampolines I beat the pack out just like Tyson
And all these racks I got I pull em out that hoe gone get excited
Lie to me I see straight through it
Tell me why the f*ck you got your fire if you still ain't gone use it
Cause I done seen the toughest die for capping in they music
But all I got is money on my mind you know I'm getting to it
If they try to take I gotta shoot it
I love drugs way more than people
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
I say if it ain't bout money I don't really wanna get involved
I been paper chasing my whole life ain't take a break at all
I don't think bout getting tired
Run up you get lit on fire
Don't even gotta tell me they gon' switch
I ain't too much surprised
I got racks na they don't like it
Knew I would just like a psychic
Niggas mad but can't do shit I bust my stick before I fight ya
Trap house jump like trampolines I beat the pack out just like Tyson
And all these racks I got I pull em out that hoe gone get excited
Lie to me I see straight through it
Tell me why the f*ck you got your fire if you still ain't gone use it
Cause I done seen the toughest die for capping in they music
But all I got is money on my mind you know I'm getting to it
If they try to take I gotta shoot it
I love drugs way more than people
Don't play with me this shit get evil
Cross me you gone meet the reaper
Just wanna f*ck this hoe not keep her
She wanna stick around, I dick her down then show her to the door
Got bout 1,000 rounds if it go down, I'll make you hit the floor
In the trap like I got stuck, I'm stacking hundreds to the roof
And every nigga around me armed and dangerous I promise they gone shoot
Everywhere I go I keep my banger I can't leave without my tool
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
Run up money sip on lean and smoke exotic what I do
Writer: Ty Johnson
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