When it come down to them racks I had to get it up
I get bored, let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown, if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down but you wasnt really in this shit with us
Where yo ass was at when shit was tough and it had slowed up
Been hip to them scams but I'm just tryna pick some bowls up
You ain't got no money, you still tryna pick some hoes up
Stay down, bitch I up a knot that never fold up
I stay ten toes, bitch I never fold
What would life be like if I can strike shit we ain't never know
Niggas droppin' dimes and I pick tens up when I hit the road
You scared to hit the road, I guarantee I get yo bitch to go
I pick it up, it's gone, me and broke don't get along
I can't show no love when I was f*cked up, I couldn't get along
Niggas played it foul when it went down so they don't hit the phone
See me state to state, I know they wonder what this nigga on
Mr. Get it gone, and Mr. Give and go
We just hit for ten, back to back, that's what we twenty for
Yo lil' hoe too basic, I won't even try and hit the hoe
Just ran out, I'm on my way right back I had to get some more
Weigh it up, bust it down, that's how it's goin' down
I don't know them niggas, f*ck them niggas, they can't come around
I might have lil' crodie work the phones when I be outta town
Visa punching I'll swipe a pussy nigga, out of bounds
Speakerphone, let me hear that shit that y'all be speakin' on
Petty ass niggas keep on askin' can I put em on
Let me f*ck yo' bitch and I might give you a lil' zip to hold
Make yo' hoe do tricks I'm throwin' money while she touchin' toes
I need frito lay so I ain't finna play
You can die today I know where you stay
This that money talk nigga racks been made
I been gettin' paid, and you just in the way
When it come down to them racks, I had to get it up
I get bored let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down, but you wasn't really in this shit with us
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When it come down to them racks I had to get it up
I get bored, let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown, if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down but you wasnt really in this shit with us
Where yo ass was at when shit was tough and it had slowed up
Been hip to them scams but I'm just tryna pick some bowls up
You ain't got no money, you still tryna pick some hoes up
Stay down, bitch I up a knot that never fold up
I stay ten toes, bitch I never fold
What would life be like if I can strike shit we ain't never know
Niggas droppin' dimes and I pick tens up when I hit the road
You scared to hit the road, I guarantee I get yo bitch to go
I pick it up, it's gone, me and broke don't get along
I can't show no love when I was f*cked up, I couldn't get along
Niggas played it foul when it went down so they don't hit the phone
See me state to state, I know they wonder what this nigga on
Mr. Get it gone, and Mr. Give and go
We just hit for ten, back to back, that's what we twenty for
Yo lil' hoe too basic, I won't even try and hit the hoe
Just ran out, I'm on my way right back I had to get some more
Weigh it up, bust it down, that's how it's goin' down
I don't know them niggas, f*ck them niggas, they can't come around
I might have lil' crodie work the phones when I be outta town
Visa punching I'll swipe a pussy nigga, out of bounds
Speakerphone, let me hear that shit that y'all be speakin' on
Petty ass niggas keep on askin' can I put em on
Let me f*ck yo' bitch and I might give you a lil' zip to hold
Make yo' hoe do tricks I'm throwin' money while she touchin' toes
I need frito lay so I ain't finna play
You can die today I know where you stay
This that money talk nigga racks been made
I been gettin' paid, and you just in the way
When it come down to them racks, I had to get it up
I get bored let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down, but you wasn't really in this shit with us
I get bored, let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown, if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down but you wasnt really in this shit with us
Where yo ass was at when shit was tough and it had slowed up
Been hip to them scams but I'm just tryna pick some bowls up
You ain't got no money, you still tryna pick some hoes up
Stay down, bitch I up a knot that never fold up
I stay ten toes, bitch I never fold
What would life be like if I can strike shit we ain't never know
Niggas droppin' dimes and I pick tens up when I hit the road
You scared to hit the road, I guarantee I get yo bitch to go
I pick it up, it's gone, me and broke don't get along
I can't show no love when I was f*cked up, I couldn't get along
Niggas played it foul when it went down so they don't hit the phone
See me state to state, I know they wonder what this nigga on
Mr. Get it gone, and Mr. Give and go
We just hit for ten, back to back, that's what we twenty for
Yo lil' hoe too basic, I won't even try and hit the hoe
Just ran out, I'm on my way right back I had to get some more
Weigh it up, bust it down, that's how it's goin' down
I don't know them niggas, f*ck them niggas, they can't come around
I might have lil' crodie work the phones when I be outta town
Visa punching I'll swipe a pussy nigga, out of bounds
Speakerphone, let me hear that shit that y'all be speakin' on
Petty ass niggas keep on askin' can I put em on
Let me f*ck yo' bitch and I might give you a lil' zip to hold
Make yo' hoe do tricks I'm throwin' money while she touchin' toes
I need frito lay so I ain't finna play
You can die today I know where you stay
This that money talk nigga racks been made
I been gettin' paid, and you just in the way
When it come down to them racks, I had to get it up
I get bored let's catch a flight to Cali just to live it up
Bag touchdown if you ain't gang then we can't split it up
Wanna get down, but you wasn't really in this shit with us
Writer: Jugg $illk
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