Lyrics
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Intro
You're fuckin' with ? nation, bitch
Yeah
?
Ahh, oh, yeah
Verse
Money, mo-money
High
When I'm with my guys, feel like I can't cry
When I'm with my guys, we just get too fried
When I touch that money, I feel so alive
You can't live my life, you can't live my life
[?] your lies, but I fuckin' lied
I lied, lied, lied
Lied, lied, lied
That boy he too shitty, yeah
She gon' suck I get it, uh
Hit that lick I giddy up
Giddy up, put on for my city, what?
He say he rock City what?
I rock double CC bro
CC bro, I was fuckin' Cece bro
We was just at Keke bro
Me and [?] eat it up
So call if you need to, but I'm up in your bitch
Takin' all of my dick
She finna swallow my kids
It's the wrong thing to do
She don't give a fuck
She gon' give this shit up
Give this shit up
Give this shit up
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