Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.
That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours
Account the amount we are paid
Sippin' bitches what lemonade
We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming
Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out
Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount
The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/
I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage
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