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Rob $tone
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Rolling $Tone
Uhm-hmm, yeah
Back up, ho back up
I fuck a check up then stack up
I'm bout my money, no answers
For all these questions they askin'
I see these cameras, they flashin'
I fucked your bitch cause I'm handsome
I check ya later, I'm dashin'
In alligators, I pass up
I get my cash up, my cash up
Now runnin' bands up them bands
And my chain just glisten on camera
I still ain't picked up the fat one
When I need these people to back up
Go make a nigga just act up
I cheese for cameras to gather
I kick my feet up in traffic
Give me all my space, just give me room bitch
And if you niggas got a problem make a move bitch
See how the copy make copies
These paparazzi keep watchin'
I'm off the chain, I keep flossin'
Make people want me, they haunt me
Watch me keep tauntin', go walkin'
Still take a bitch like it's nothin'
I think they want me, they want me
Still ain't got me, still plottin'
Please keep the leeches up off me
Please keep the trees in your pockets
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Please keep your knees, know you want me
But I do me so keep me walkin', yeah
Stack up, I stack up
Yeah I just rack up and rack up
I'm with a new bitch
She think she cool shit
Man she just lackin' the answers
To how to deal with demand up
To get them grams up to average
All up in a different tax bracket
I see mama all happy
When she see me, she start dancin'
I'm making static ecstatic
To get the cash, yeah I'm rappin'
I let 'em have it, I'm at it
I'm like an addict for cabbage
How do I watch the cream when I got pussy around me?
I see you in the mirror, need to stop looking behind me
I'm faster, go faster
I pick my speed up, I gas it
The damage done so demand it
Please put this beat in the casket
Just leave the peace in my castle
I leave the grove as a statue
I'm in my zone let 'em have it
Bitch I'm the gold and the cancer
God damn
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