Aiming for a million, I walk inside the bank, I got handy bands in the building
Once I figured I had a knack for the music, I had to go stop drug dealing
My sister and mother said they had a vision that I made it
I had a feeling, like call it a hunch
Got damn, I love to gamble, bitch you know I'm calling bluffs
Bro, damn that pussy boy is talking way too f*cking much
This m9 Beretta, extendo mag in it, I'm putting this pistol up
I think my choppa ovulating, I make this 40 buss
Feel like Ops, man I keep it a hunnid
All your problems nigga, I been above it
Minimal problems, really said f*ck it
Life is tough, but I'm reaching the summit
I been up, nigga you better run it
Critical thinking, I already won it
Your soul is sinkin' if you really want it
Send you to hell nigga, make you plummet
Said she he wanna f*ck, dick up in her guts
Gave my bitch a leash, turned her to a slut
F*ckin' on my meat, only thing she want
I'ma wife her up, where she think I'll cum
She don't want the plan, she know I'm the one
I've been taking risks, since I was in the mud
I've been working hard, I've been coming up
You act like a tard, better shut it up
Run it back
We been outside tryna get the cash
Know my momma cry once I get the bag
I'm not gonna lie, I might f*cking crash, gonna crash
Pipe bomb at your doorstep, I'ma leave it there like door dash
Blow your f*ckin' limbs off from the door mat, terrorism on the f*cking forecast
Pussy wanted action this is your last, In a group chat talkin' mad cap
On my damn nuts, want it that bad, I made a fat nigga and a whore mad
Like, I could not give less of a f*ck, so, please get the f*ck off my nuts
You used to be a f*cking fan nigga, like there's really nothing to discuss
You live a sad ass life pussy, you, better start to get in touch
Like at least I know that much, those drugs gon' kill you, watch
Death is near so you best keep a scythe
Just know I'm not going out sad pussy boy, I'ma put up a fight
I heard you was depressed, damn, I think I got your ass a little advice
Take that gun and end your life, we don't wanna hear you whine
Hope that you die tonight
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Aiming for a million, I walk inside the bank, I got handy bands in the building
Once I figured I had a knack for the music, I had to go stop drug dealing
My sister and mother said they had a vision that I made it
I had a feeling, like call it a hunch
Got damn, I love to gamble, bitch you know I'm calling bluffs
Bro, damn that pussy boy is talking way too f*cking much
This m9 Beretta, extendo mag in it, I'm putting this pistol up
I think my choppa ovulating, I make this 40 buss
Feel like Ops, man I keep it a hunnid
All your problems nigga, I been above it
Minimal problems, really said f*ck it
Life is tough, but I'm reaching the summit
I been up, nigga you better run it
Critical thinking, I already won it
Your soul is sinkin' if you really want it
Send you to hell nigga, make you plummet
Said she he wanna f*ck, dick up in her guts
Gave my bitch a leash, turned her to a slut
F*ckin' on my meat, only thing she want
I'ma wife her up, where she think I'll cum
She don't want the plan, she know I'm the one
I've been taking risks, since I was in the mud
I've been working hard, I've been coming up
You act like a tard, better shut it up
Run it back
We been outside tryna get the cash
Know my momma cry once I get the bag
I'm not gonna lie, I might f*cking crash, gonna crash
Pipe bomb at your doorstep, I'ma leave it there like door dash
Blow your f*ckin' limbs off from the door mat, terrorism on the f*cking forecast
Pussy wanted action this is your last, In a group chat talkin' mad cap
On my damn nuts, want it that bad, I made a fat nigga and a whore mad
Like, I could not give less of a f*ck, so, please get the f*ck off my nuts
You used to be a f*cking fan nigga, like there's really nothing to discuss
You live a sad ass life pussy, you, better start to get in touch
Like at least I know that much, those drugs gon' kill you, watch
Death is near so you best keep a scythe
Just know I'm not going out sad pussy boy, I'ma put up a fight
I heard you was depressed, damn, I think I got your ass a little advice
Take that gun and end your life, we don't wanna hear you whine
Hope that you die tonight
Once I figured I had a knack for the music, I had to go stop drug dealing
My sister and mother said they had a vision that I made it
I had a feeling, like call it a hunch
Got damn, I love to gamble, bitch you know I'm calling bluffs
Bro, damn that pussy boy is talking way too f*cking much
This m9 Beretta, extendo mag in it, I'm putting this pistol up
I think my choppa ovulating, I make this 40 buss
Feel like Ops, man I keep it a hunnid
All your problems nigga, I been above it
Minimal problems, really said f*ck it
Life is tough, but I'm reaching the summit
I been up, nigga you better run it
Critical thinking, I already won it
Your soul is sinkin' if you really want it
Send you to hell nigga, make you plummet
Said she he wanna f*ck, dick up in her guts
Gave my bitch a leash, turned her to a slut
F*ckin' on my meat, only thing she want
I'ma wife her up, where she think I'll cum
She don't want the plan, she know I'm the one
I've been taking risks, since I was in the mud
I've been working hard, I've been coming up
You act like a tard, better shut it up
Run it back
We been outside tryna get the cash
Know my momma cry once I get the bag
I'm not gonna lie, I might f*cking crash, gonna crash
Pipe bomb at your doorstep, I'ma leave it there like door dash
Blow your f*ckin' limbs off from the door mat, terrorism on the f*cking forecast
Pussy wanted action this is your last, In a group chat talkin' mad cap
On my damn nuts, want it that bad, I made a fat nigga and a whore mad
Like, I could not give less of a f*ck, so, please get the f*ck off my nuts
You used to be a f*cking fan nigga, like there's really nothing to discuss
You live a sad ass life pussy, you, better start to get in touch
Like at least I know that much, those drugs gon' kill you, watch
Death is near so you best keep a scythe
Just know I'm not going out sad pussy boy, I'ma put up a fight
I heard you was depressed, damn, I think I got your ass a little advice
Take that gun and end your life, we don't wanna hear you whine
Hope that you die tonight
Writer: Chris L
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