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Jay Gwuapo
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Tell me where your money at
I ain't with the chit chat, no we don't get into that
I can't even argue with these niggas, I get plenty racks
Blah blah blah, nigga you ain't even into that
Amiri be my jeans, seventeen what they cost me
R.I.P to Pop, word to bro I'm movin flossy
Yeah I'm finna body you dare a nigga try to toss me
Two Glocks finger fuckin both like an orgy

I told K to chill out, we gon hit the top surely
I don't gotta move a muscle, bro get them off me
My ex bitch know I always lied until she caught me
I can't even take it, I fuck bitches when I'm horny
You ain't talking nothing that is less than a hundred, this money is coming
Niggas be making assumptions but they doing nothing
Money makes money, you know that I'm keep it running
I medula catch a nigga if he running

Tell me where your money at
I ain't with the chit chat, no we don't get into that
I can't even argue with these niggas, I get plenty racks
Blah blah blah, nigga you ain't even into that
Amiri be my jeans, seventeen what they cost me
R.I.P to Pop, word to bro I'm movin flossy
Yeah I'm finna body you dare a nigga try to toss me
Two Glocks finger fuckin both like an orgy

Niggas went to bro grave site tryna gain hype
Put your face to the camera you gon' die the same night
Ask him what them bullets taste like
Tell them shooters make sure they hit his face right
Ballin out for bro is not an option
Leavin out my show in California with these knots in my pocket
Tell Sturdy get them and he got 'em
Move out the way he gon air the whole crowd when he drop em
I'm really just a topic, whole city know that I'm a problem
If bro and them a goon then I'm a goblin
Jumped into this shit and I ain't really have no option
But imma make a way for my niggas thats still juggin and they robbin

Tell me where your money at
I ain't with the chit chat, no we don't get into that
I can't even argue with these niggas, I get plenty racks
Blah blah blah, nigga you ain't even into that
Amiri be my jeans, seventeen what they cost me
R.I.P to Pop, word to bro I'm movin flossy
Yeah I'm finna body you dare a nigga try to toss me
Two Glocks finger fuckin both like an orgy


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