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Smoking dope while I been on this money chase
Ran it up so quick, bitch, I just feel like Ace
I just met this bitch, she say she wanna taste
Got hustle in my veins, I think I was laced
I got in my Louis, in my duffle bag
I been counting 50s on my Virgil bag
Catch me counting moolah somewhere, smoking reefer
Somewhere in a mansion, Neverland like I'm Peter
Feel like Michael Jackson when I'm on these songs
Man, my pistol pop, you gon' leave me alone
Rocking Number (N)ine, it's from like 2007 fall
Niggas in my way, it's okay, we gon' knock 'em off
Groupies wanna fuck, hell nah, but you could top me off
Bitch, I'm up on TV like I'm WWE Raw
Chrome Heart chains, diamond grill fangs
This money coming in got everybody acting strange
Turn this GLE to a tank, I'm on loud pack, this bitch stank
Brodie said yo ass a stain, so they gon' get you, it's a shame
Talking to this microphone just heal my pain
Stepping in them buildings, they all know my name
Bitch, I need them whips, houses, yeah, I want it all
Rocking Number (N)ine, it's from like 2007 fall
Niggas in my way, it's okay, we gon' knock 'em off
Groupies wanna fuck, hell nah, but you could top me off
Hit my bitch like sushi, okay, we gon' do it raw
Bitch, I'm up on TV like I'm WWE Raw
I was chasing checks somewhere, I'm sorry I missed your call
Bae, you know I got you, you know I won't let you fall
Smoking dope while I been on this money chase
Ran it up so quick, bitch, I just feel like Ace
I just met this bitch, she say she wanna taste
Got hustle in my veins, I think I was laced
Once I hit that J, I hit outer space
When that money click, I can't feel my face
Chrome Heart on my chain, okay, diamond stone
I can't go to sleep till my money getting long