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(Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?) (Nine9 made it) Hell nah, I ain't on no pole, all my Woods be dope, uh I make a pink lil' soda, I been havin' shit soda On Fairfax, they notice us, hold up Almost forgot I was famous, hold up On Melrose, they notice us NYC, they notice us She givin' me brain, she brainless I ain't get a name, she nameless Gettin' money in the name of this Threw out the Tech in the name of Tris I know they don't want me to make it I think its 'cause I got more money than him His Backwood look like shit I'm in plug, the plug been gettin' to it She wanna pull up, and pull up with chopsticks Me and Nine9 on the beat, it's lit She think she got maintenance You ain't gettin' money? Then save the shit I don't look like Clark Kent, so I ain't gon' save the bitch Do you want money or not hoe? Me and Jay in Soho She wanna go to the high hoe Pull off on her like, "Bye hoe" She let me hit, my mind blown I'm gettin' high off homegrown The money came in, I can't leave it alone Bad bitch, can't leave it alone You ain't gon' shoot? Leave it alone Old ass coupe, leave it alone VLONE, need to leave it alone VVS, I can't leave 'em alone
Writer(s): Adam Ernst, Michael Rotundo, Jace Jennings, Jae Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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