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Hide the money, I keep it real Know nuttin' else but to keep it real Mama always told me keep it real Fuck the lying shit, it get you killed Screw your face up with the drill Young nigga originally stacking this mil Don't give a fuck how you feel Hide the money, I keep it real Know nuttin' else but to keep it real Mama always told me keep it real Fuck the lying shit, it get you killed Screw your face up with the drill Young nigga originally stacking this mil Don't give a fuck how you feel I been getting money all night, playa I been getting money all night, I played ya With this brick I could make it Slip it all for this paper Codeine sipping, late gooder Go buy this purple Fanta Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, I'm in danger Put the MAC on your shorty Dipstick, it's red lipstick makeup Threw hundred thousand in the club When I do a hundred, yeah I get the paper Yeah, these niggas get the bands up Dunk, dunk, hit a lay-up Young nigga counting them racks Turning the powder to crack Niggas should 'low all the chat If you had money, how would you act? I'm living this life Don't listen to dem, they're living a lie After I whip up this brick into five Think I might go take a trip to Dubai These bricks got me dripping in ice Your chick want some dick for the night My uncle try give me advice Like I don't know he's been hitting the pipe This shit isn't nice So we cash out on clothes and glittery ice Bro, this brick isn't right How it ain't even locking, it's sitting in ice Catch me in my trap, I'm laughing It's a joke 'Cause I just sold a boy a brick And only half of it was coke Can you catch my drift? I was young in mum's tryna add some mix She came home early Caught me cooking, nearly had a fit Hide the money, I keep it real Know nuttin' else but to keep it real Mama always told me keep it real Fuck the lying shit, it get you killed Screw your face up with the drill Young nigga originally stacking this mil Don't give a fuck how you feel I been getting money all night, playa I been getting money all night, I played ya With this brick I could make it Slip it all for this paper Codeine sipping, late gooder Go buy this purple Fanta Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda Panda, Panda, I'm in danger Put the MAC on your shorty Dipstick, it's red lipstick makeup Threw hundred thousand in the club When I do a hundred, yeah I get the paper Yeah, these niggas get the bands up Dunk, dunk, hit a lay-up Young nigga got my cake out Went to Japan, got my BAPE out In my lap, I got makeup She was just dying to taste cuz Biscayne, pull the Wraith up Dice on me, nigga shake something Shooter