​make sum

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Bloody!]
Make some, blow some money
Shake some, throw some for me
For the summer, I'm moving dolo
I need a sugar momma, I can’t fuck with a broke ho'
Smoking everyday, I copped the za for the low-low
I'm in love with pussy, I am not a homo
I’m in love with guap, I am not a hobo
She bouncing on my dick like this shit was a yo-yo
Choppa got a kick like Cristiano Ronaldo
After I fuck this bitch, I feel like I won the lotto
Outside, searching for the pack before my bed made
If I see this pussy-nigga lack, give him a headache
Burning on sativa, light is cracking, now my head ache
She gon' leave and try to come back, but now she dеadweight

[Verse 2: Percosits]
Now she deadwеight
This bitch gave me good head till her head ache
I'm off the motherfucking meds like my head ache
Bloody! got the ARP, fuck-nigga, we can make it shake
And that choppa on me, feel like Clay, I'ma let it spray
This bitch want to eat the dick, yeah, I told that ho', "Come, andale"
Money coming in andale, nah, this fuck-boy not my vato
Got a G3, it hold fifteen, Lil Cap clutching on the chop though
In the backseat with the windows rolled down, smoking on gelato
These hoes be picking and choosing, man, that's what they do
That's just what they do, fuck it, man, this money come through
Uh, bitch, it's Mike coming through, let me through
Let me through to you, I told that ho’, "Let me through to you"
Let me through to you, bitch, let me through to you
Pass bro the GAT, he gon’ pull it too
We got big boy Drake's, green tips, bullets too

[Outro]
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