Peek a boo

♪ I'll give that money to the real **** ♪

♪ Mama told me you a real **** ♪

♪ And I be hanging with the real killers ♪

♪ And what a feeling when you looking at the latest ♪

♪ With the girl like you can copy ♪

♪ I'm looking at the back of Benji's car ♪

♪ Ain't moving poppy ♪

♪ He had this **** in my city throwing it ♪

♪ I got it on the other line ♪

♪ With Benji's man, money in the top floor ♪

♪ Your money turn into a monster ♪

♪ Your money turn into a monster ♪

♪ You said foreign, never seen it, never meet ♪

♪ Never seen it, never sweet ♪

♪ We went to war, **** riding down the street ♪

♪ Poppin' that pistol, they coppin' it, never get it ♪

♪ Droppin' a nickel, I sell it with 11 cents, I get it ♪

♪ Payin' all that money like a check ♪

♪ I been getting to that money all year ♪

♪ All year, all year, all my **** all year ♪

♪ We started from the bottom, we was selling hot springs ♪

♪ I ain't fetching the gang, where am I getting ♪

♪ I'm ready, I'm switching them lanes ♪

♪ And that mousette like a dread ♪

♪ I do the wahey, but let's be honest ♪

♪ I be driving, if that shit gonna be selling ♪

♪ I'm killing, taking a lot, I'm frontin' it up ♪

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