I like to play around when my parents aren't home, sex toys

Thinking back to the fact that they dead

Thought my rap was a fact, said they sat with the bars

I got two phones, one needed charged

Jay twins, I can tell they asked for parts

I got big packs coming on the way

I got beef stacks coming out the state

I got Lil Max with me, he the way

It's a big gap between us and the gang

In the next life I'm trying to stay paid

When I die I put my money in the grave

I really gotta put a couple **** in they place

Really just slapped every **** in the race

I really might attack, feel this **** on my face

Love CeCe, let it slap with the bass

I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape

Now I'm like nah, love 'em good, go away

Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it

I was on top when that shit meant a lot

Still on top like I'm scared of the drop

Still on top, these **** wanna swap

**** wanna swap like it's sauce in a box

I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at

Mom taught so I'm always good where I'm at

Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J

Tell 'em what I got, put my money in the crack

Couple **** tell the story, collect

She fucking **** and she on to the next

Really living large, she ain't all with the Mac

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