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    Bread Gang, CMG, BGE. Ya know what I’m saying

    Money one the table, Killas in the cut
    I ain’t working out, but they pushing up
    I was staying down. They was switching up
    As I look around. I don’t know what’s up
    They just putting on, They ain’t real as us
    Yea it took a while. Now I got it up
    Two pretty bitches. I can Double Dutch
    Knock it out the park. Tell em batter up
    Big speaker do what ya can’t,
    5 million all 100’s I shut down the bank
    You know I’m up in the rank
    Talking shit behind the wall get hit with a shank
    My nigga and dem in that field
    Gun ya ass down for real. This is not a prank.
    Water on me, Fish tank.
    Sippin drank erase the problems
    My mind go blank
    Every week my bitch want a new purse
    100 racks could’ve gave her a verse
    I wish I would’ve thought of that first
    Count this for me I put her to work
    Red on red in a Vette 2020
    Skinny jeans BGE on my hoodie
    So much money I forgot where I put it
    Now it costs ya six figures to book me

    They don’t wanna see me up but I done came so far
    Big boy Rolls Royce truck in traffic I bogard.
    Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both arms
    Couldn’t choose I don’t live by the rules so I bust down both of em
    They don’t wanna see me up but I done came so far
    Big boy Rolls Royce truck in traffic I bogard.
    Had a dream of a Audemar and Rolex watch on both arms
    Couldn’t choose I don’t live by the rules so I bust down both of em

    Blrrrdd
    Snot on the Cartier watch. Boogers falling out the bezel.
    I’ll wear it wherever. These niggas know I’m a devil
    I’m a certified stepper. I’m slanging that metal
    Bread Gang chain vanilla. White gold white toes and my bitches yells
    Slid on their block in a Jetta. We ain’t toting no Baretta. 100 shots or better
    Big homie 30 I’m proper. Yea I’m covered in this ice but I’m hot as lava.
    Hit his ass with the chopper He’ll never see a doctor
    Them hittas done popped em
    Cover my bitches in Prada. They’ll never see Chanel. That shit for my momma.
    You pull up then you a goner. I ain’t never sent a threat. That shit there a
    Promise
    Fitted hat, fitted jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. Leveled up.
    Smash for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
    Glock 26 in my ethika
    Fitted hat, fitted jeans. Metal tucked, VVS to baguette. Leveled up.
    Smash for ya cash, get your cheddar up.
    Glock 26 in my ethika
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