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Sash
Smoking like a motherfucker, hiding a motherfucker, bitch, please stop the play
Sash, I don't want a boy's death, to the mother boys, we can't have words you say
We don't know your name, can't hang with the gang, crowd jumping with the bass, give bait
All at least dope, so I gotta give pay, never singing on a stage, just somebody is a brand
My head's in pain, leave my teeth to the floor, leave my blood to the floor, okay
In my dope club, they call it with a price, we don't answer that
Chollined fuck-up round, uh, bitch, we don't answer that
They call it with a price, we don't answer that
Chollining fuck-up round, uh, bitch, we don't answer that
We don't answer that, uh, bitch, we don't answer that
Chollined fuck-up round, uh, bitch, we don't answer that
They call it with a price, we don't answer that
Chollined fuck-up round, uh, bitch, we don't answer that
We gon' head of the, bitch, we gon' head of that
The childfuck around, bitch We gon' head of that
We gon' head of that, bitch We gon' head of that
Childfuck around, bitch We gon' head of that
We gon' head of that, bitch We gon' head of that
The childfuck around, bitch We gon' head of that
we gon' head of that, bitch We gon' head of that
Jump up around these real hands
These are smokin' sacrificial bets of beveling
You might miss it, boy, my team made up of legends
And my rate made out of crystal
They asked me how I've been livin'
Since these labels start to give me
But the only reason they wanna meet me
Is just to say they fuckin' made me
I got money on the table, boy
I ain't countin' yet
Money on the table, boy
I got money on the table, boy
I ain't countin' yet
Money on the table, boy
I ain't countin' yet
Money on the table, boy
I ain't countin' yet
Money, money, take it, but I got it
I got it, I got it
