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I Use my scales so much they
Keep running out of batteries
Hopping out the Benz
We was running out of taxis
Now link the baddest B's
Counting all this money
Smoking Cali weed
I can tell why they're mad at me
All of this designer got whole
The whole game drowning
All I see forests
And these cocaine mountains
They say you get the love back
When you respect the game
So all I need is a press
And benzocaine
All I need is scales and a press
Send your name & address
I never fail to impress
I just got a box I need to break into Zeds
So if I see them blue lights
I'm going straight through the reds
Used to watch the older ****
Who liked running up spots
I would hustle on the block
But my number wouldn't pop
When I started making racks
Then I knew couldn't stop
Bro just Put it in a Pyrex
Let it bubble in a pot
Cause we're Some go getters
Get money I don't know better
Still trapping in the cold weather
Brudda I'm a coke seller
I watch em sniff it with a rolled tenner
ReUp anytime I don't get no pressure
And my plugs certy cause
He'll even Link me in my hood
But I gotta talk slow English isn't good
I just Hopped out the foreign
And I'm stinking of some bud
Don't take No violations
Even beef with my blood
I Use my scales so much
They keep running out of batteries
Hopping out the Benz
We was running out of taxis
Now link the baddest B's
Counting all this money
Smoking Cali weed
I can tell why they're mad at me
All of this designer got whole
The whole game drowning
All I see forests
And these cocaine mountains
They say you get the love back
When you respect the game
So all I need is a press
And benzocaine
They ain't really got the heart so
Them **** aim and panic
Looch I only chase money
Like I've had a Change of habit
Cutting down these trees
I'm not trying to save the planet
If we ever find your grow
Then we're raiding
Through your attic
Had to dash my phone
Cause I kept hearing static
I eat wagyu beef I've got
A different type of pallet
And my diamonds VVS
That's a different type of carrot
Truffle with caviar this
A different type of salad
So many people calling
So I had to do it in a rush
Must of used the wrong scales
Now it's covered in some dust
And the burners still good
It's just covered in some rust
I'll be outside your house
Taking cover in a bush
And anything you want
Then you know I got in my city
Face like Cassie but her
Body looks like Nicki
You would think I'm Ishi
The way I'm getting busy
If I ever go down
Then I did all for Lizzy
I Use my scales so much
They keep running
Out of batteries
Hopping out the Benz
We was running out of taxis
Now link the baddest B's
Counting all this money
Smoking Cali weed
I can tell why they're mad at me
All of this designer got whole
The whole game drowning
All I see forests
And these cocaine mountains
They say you get the love back
When you respect the game
So all I need is a press and benzocaine