| Talkin' 'bout tricks, got too many up my sleeve
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| These hoes know that that money don’t sleep
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| Yeah, that money I hold onto
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| I got a hold on you
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| These niggas say they gang
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| So quick to fold on you
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| So important, so don’t waste my time
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| I never go out sad, ain’t cuffin' shit that ain’t mine (Hey)
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| That money talkin' to me
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| I put some legs up on that bitch, that money walkin' to me
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| My pockets full of them hundreds, that’s why I’m walkin' funny
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| These bitches still ain’t on shit, so they can’t get nothin' from me
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| These niggas ain’t talkin' 'bout no cash
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| I can bring it in 'bout six ways
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| I ain’t been asleep in 'bout six days
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| Young boy cuttin' up like a switchblade
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| So important, they talkin' like I switched
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| Ain’t nothin' changed but these diamonds on my fist
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| So important, I ain’t tryna speak (So important)
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| So important, made a hundred last week (Made a hundred)
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| Talkin' 'bout tricks, got too many up my sleeve
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| These hoes know that that money don’t sleep
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| Yeah, that money, I hold onto, I got a hold on you
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| These niggas say they gang, so quick to fold on you
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| So important, so don’t waste my time
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| I’ll never go out sad, I ain’t cuffin' shit that ain’t mine
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| Nigga know his pockets too little (Little)
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| Let’s play monkey in the middle (Let's play monkey in the middle)
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| Me and my gang, we tryna slang
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| Shawty want her box get tickled (Give it here)
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| Nigga tryna pop like 'sicles (Tryna pop)
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| Niggas ain’t trappin' no nickels (Niggas ain’t trappin')
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| They want the fame, I want the change
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| Got niggas in the cell, no sickle
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| Got off my ass and I went and go chase me a bag (Woo)
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| Runnin' through your bitch, and hell yeah, you mad
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| Can’t send a nigga that’s stuck in the past
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| Tryna shake shit, I act like my daddy
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| So important, so lil' nigga, keep quiet
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| Even my main know I got plenty hoes on the side (She ain’t trippin')
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| So important, I ain’t tryna speak (So important)
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| So important, made a hundred last week (Made a hundred)
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| Talkin' 'bout tricks, got too many up my sleeve
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| These hoes know that that money don’t sleep (Let's go, let’s go)
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| These niggas say they gang, so quick to fold on you
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| I’ll never go out sad, I ain’t cuffin' shit that ain’t mine |