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FastCash Jizzle
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AC!
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Yeah
You the flyest nigga on the planet
That's what these hoes keep telling me
I can show you how to be a player
They gon' call me Bill Bellamy (Yeah)
Catch a body while I'm out on bond
Yeah, that's a real felony
Nigga be with you then turn against you
The definition of jealousy
The way I shine, man, it's killing 'em (Killing 'em)
I hit the club with the Dillinger (Baow)
Hang around nothing but criminals (Yeah)
We ain't doing no subliminals (No talk)
We ain't going back and forth with niggas
We gon' pull up and we killing 'em (No talk)
We ain't going back and forth with niggas
We gon' pull up and we killing 'em (Ayy)
I got no feelings at all (No feelings)
This shit right here for my dawgs (My dawgs)
This for the niggas who living through me
I be collecting they calls (They calls)
I want them hundreds, them twenties, them fifties
I be collecting them all (Cash, cash)
When I die, put me on a jersey
'Cause I was destined to ball (Swish)
Push start on the whip (Huh)
Like I don't even need keys (Skrrt)
All I think about is money (Okay)
Like I don't even need Jesus (You tripping)
Twenty bands in the purse, skinny (Okay)
Off-White with some Yeezys (What else?)
They say the rap game hard (Okay)
But I make it look easy (Okay)
You know, seem like don't nobody wanna run the race with you
But everybody wanna hold the trophy when you get to the finish line
What part of the game is this?
I'ma make 'em respect this shit, you dig?
Brand new whip, yeah
Serve me a bale out the trunk (Bale out the trunk)
Pockets on swole, yeah
Looking like an ass in the front (Got an ass in the front)
And I got it by my damn self (Me)
So a nigga can't at me for nothing (Can't at me for nothing)
Can't lose if I want to
These niggas can't pay me for nothing (Can't pay me for nothing)
.35 In the Backwood (Yeah)
I ain't even gotta pass in the blunt (Yeah)
Made a flick with a bad bitch (Yeah)
Call her Kim Kardashian or something (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch better show me some goddamn cleavage (Right now)
Yeah, yeah, bitch better fuck right now or she leaving (Right now)
Fucking these bitches by the two, nah
Fucking these bitches by the few, nah
Fucking these bitches by the crew
They need instructions, I'ma tell them what to do
Same young nigga running around with them Glocks
Out in ninth grade, I was throwing money out the roof
Same young nigga on the fourth floor Empire
Two years, I was on the front page news, damn
If a nigga touch my chain, he gon' end up in the morgue
MJ4 gon' dress him, put a nigga ass on a stretcher
Hundred round drum gon' bless him, ain't no pressure
I'm the flyest nigga walking on this planet
You might slip off in this drip
Got bitches jumping out they panties, goddamn!
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