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Bitch (now say Treeze)

I've been countin' money all day, sittin' back, callin' plays

The coupe sits so low to the Earth, now watch it crawl away

That's a kit, my nigga Snoopy back, I give it all away

I used to rock the Donci's every outfit, back when dog was great

I was showin' love, smilin' for you, back when y'all was straight

Hustlin' for the money, tryna get up out my mama place

Yeah, bills paid, money straight, I'm fresh as hell, but runnin' late

She say she don't know what to do to you, I told her, "Run away"

I just went two days, I'm good with the drink, now I got stomach pains

Right now, I'm gettin' high fee off this Tesla, with my stomach shaved

My lil' nigga wanna get high when that money made

Niggas tried to hop on when we took off, this another train

We ain't got no business even speakin' if you fuckin' lames

You ain't got no business even thinkin' you could fuck with 'Face

She lied, that's the spite when that bitch purple grey

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