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make it rain
r3.halfpace
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I got bitches on me, and that shit's a guarantee
Got a .9 on my hip, keep it tucked in the sleeve
These hoes wanna fuck but I just dip and leave
Got too many opps that won't pay up they fees
And I be chasing a baddie with bands in the safe
Fuck is you sayin', you ain't even play
Ain't got fake gems on this chain
With these racks I make it rain
Switchin' these lanes cause my whip too fast
Ain't wife a ho cause that bitch won't last
Take a .45, get her on my lap and I can't drive
Cause I just finna crash, new hoe flashback
So she lookin' like the past
This Glock make them settle down in two snaps
See me blowing smoke like it's some little party
Pull up with a bitch in this brand new Ferrari
I ain't got a label and I ain't even care g
I'm getting all this bread this art just take care of me
Got 5 bands in the trunk locked and loaded I'm ready
Plus when the time struck knew that Glock shot steady
Don't give two fucks if you ain't ready
You know this shot finna hit real heavy
Got no new opps cause they know i'm deadly
Plus I have all these thots and I know they gonna mend me
Pull up on your block, what's good
I was making money moves when I walked through your hood
Playboy chain in the big backwoods
Playing your shit, better keep to them books
You stuck to your phone, I don't know what that's about
You don't know me, keep my name out your mouth
I'm only on my phone when I'm checking my account
Cause my pride and joy is when I see a new amount
I don't give a fuck bout' a ho
Big bank roll, let em know
I take a girl out to the store
We fuckin' while trying on clothes
I like blue bills, but I'll still take the 50s
I like me some ass, but I love me some titties
I be in the whip, decked out, hello Kitty
Yo girl, buy my ticks when I come to her city
I got bitches on me, and that shit's a guarantee
Got a .9 on my hip, keep it tucked in the sleeve
These hoes wanna fuck but I just dip and leave
Got too many opps that won't pay up they fees
And I be chasing a baddie with bands in the safe
Fuck is you sayin', you ain't even play
Ain't got fake gems on this chain
With these racks I make it rain
Switchin' these lanes cause my whip too fast
Ain't wife a ho cause that bitch won't last
Take a .45, get her on my lap and I can't drive
Cause I just finna crash, new hoe flashback
So she lookin' like the past
This Glock make them settle down in two snaps
See me blowing smoke like it's some little party
Pull up with a bitch in this brand new Ferrari
I got bitches on me, and that shit's a guarantee
Got a .9 on my hip, keep it tucked in the sleeve
These hoes wanna fuck but I just dip and leave
Got too many opps that won't pay up they fees
And I be chasing a baddie with bands in the safe
Fuck is you sayin', you ain't even play
Ain't got fake gems on this chain
With these racks I make it rain
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