how i get my millions

(23) that bitch is kinda fine, i wont change my mind

these honeys and wine wastin my time

but my heart too kind to let em go

just for some coke in my nose

bout 10 kilos worth uh blow

giving me some dangerous flow//

 

I spit like veggies cuz you know im bout those karrats

on my rolly

face deep in that ravioli, my rhymes like cannoli's

sweet shit, bitch im lit, smoked too much, im feelin it

pesky bitch you like it zit, i told you not to tell me shit//

 

I'm very lucky to be who I am today the one

Born ordinary with nice things for pleasure and fun

But my mind is clockwork and I'm an hour late

This is my hour to make millions on a single mixtape

 

Still from H-town bitch you know I'm born and raised

Can't talk to Grammy 'less I'm thoroughly blazed

I try not to be a stoner but so much thought of this juana

Got a fella lost in his mental cona feelin stronga

 

Lost in China town, got me lost in China town, Asian folks gon look me down

But I only got me a pound, hey I only got me a pound

 

 

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