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[Intro: Trippie Redd] We gotta keep it together don’t take it now I gotta pull it together don’t hold him down We gotta do this together don’t hold him down By myself Yeah [Chorus: Money Man] Expressing my feelings in songs These niggas was doing me wrong She gone come to the door in a thong If you pussy you do not belong Put them Forgi’s on all of my cars Know my songs she know all of my bars Dirty pistol I keep me a charge Drop the top I be talking to God In a Wraith imma look at the stars I’m not selfish I’m feeding the squad She gone suck me with plenty of slob All this gas fuming up the garage Selling bags i dont want me a job Imma ship me some P’s in a P.O.D [?] She gone swallow me just like the Blob [Verse 1] I can hustle I don’t gotta to rob You see blue when I pull out my wad Niggas foul I’m not sparing the rod Caviar fill my car up with fog Imma shark like I’m starring in Jaws Demolition I knock down the walls I need billions I ain't thinking too small So I practice the 48 Laws Niggas hate me I don’t know the cause I was pondering, I had to pause And my closet it’s just like a mall Desiger I’m having em all Like a shoelace I’m tied to the mob Niggas corny just like they a cob Imma get me a trap spot in Cobb Gotta bad bitch she rocking a bob Knew you was lame after all Niggas be itchin' them balls Dry your tears don’t sit there and sob I swear niggas just want you to fall Rocking D&G T-shirt’s and draws All these 100s they blue and they neat On a fast I ain’t ate in a week All these strains I got several seeds Rocking golds like Arabian kings I be planting Canadian seeds And my bitch wear the finest of weaves I don’t know how she got in her jeans I’m too solid this shit in my genes And these Christians be red like a B In New York I go shop like a fiend Niggas broke like they arm in a sling Took her home and we had us a fling We fuck long everytime that we link Had to go tat my body with ink Leave me alone cause I need time to think She drop water just like she a sink I got ice like a motherfucking rink Let her go she was causing a scene Cleopatra she know she a queen Selling loud from a stoop out in Queens Don’t be saying no shit you don’t mean We just fucked so we feeling relieved [Chorus: Money Man] Expressing my feelings in songs These niggas was doing me wrong She gone come to the door in a thong If you pussy you do not belong Put them Forgi’s on all of my cars Know my songs she know all of my bars Dirty pistol I keep me a charge Drop the top I be talking to God In a Wraith imma look at the stars I’m not selfish I’m feeding the squad She gone suck me with plenty of slob All this gas fuming up the garage Selling bags i dont want me a job Imma ship me some P’s in a P.O.D [?] She gone swallow me just like the Blob [Hook: Trippie Redd] We gotta keep it together don’t take it now I gotta pull it together don’t hold him down We gotta do this together don’t hold him down By myself Yeah
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