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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, hoe I'm on my shit (Yeah)
I feel like, I'm too legit
I make this money too quick
I make this money then dip

[Verse]
Oh, oh, you ain't real nigga, you ain't on nothin' (Ain't on shit, bitch)
We gon' get shit lit, we gon' get shit jumpin' (Get shit jump-in)
And I'm laughing to the bank, mo'fucka' I'm shoppin'
If it ain't 'bout money we not disscusin'
I-I-I take his bitch like this shit was abduction
Like an online game, they know my name
I do not need no time for introductions
Keep fuckin' up if we think [?]
Whatever you heard on the streets
If you runnin' through me, I suggest you, do not take assumptions
I'ma go opеn 'till tomorrow, is bussin'
Getting these mu'fuckin' racks by thе dozen

[Chorus]
Yeah, hoe I'm on my shit
I feel like, I'm too legit
I make this money too quick
I make this money then dip

[Verse 2]
Like Future, I got keys in this shit
I make it look easy and shit
You niggas is pussy, you whipin' and shit
You cryin' out loud, you tweakin' and shit
And I see they hatin', I'm pimpin' and shit
You from the threat, I'm not seein' that shit
But I keep it movin', you know we crusin'
I'm at the bank, with a Mazda look stupid
Hop-hop in this hoe, and I cash out
You dummy, yo' ass bouta crash out
Kurt Angle that hoe, make her tap out
Cut all the snakes in my grass out
Do not speak on me, I'm not aware
This nigga is spiteful of when he stare
I take yo' bitch, because life is not fair

[Bridge]
Catch the match out, hoe, I don't care
I'ma cop all, too much 'cause I wear it
I'ma hop outta my truck and they stare

[Chorus]
Yeah, hoe I'm on my shit
I feel like, I'm too legit
I make this money too quick
I make this money then dip