The Oh, Hey Zibet B Tino got that gas.

Six Chee Ching, four separate. Yeah, I'm a full friend. I'm only half. Hmm, yeah, yeah.

We're from rags the richest,

Project vices to living luxury,

now we're in luxury

Straight out that bottom nobody gave nothing to me be careful why fucking with me

All of my little brothers body they're cutting for me. Yeah, they're gonna cut you for me

Laying the cut with them cutters and cut you for free

say she in love with me what say your love I just want you company I fall in the

club for free I give I daps in them husband no wars for me that type of shit don't face a player

This type of shit is what make a hater when you got it out of work.

Yeah Rain it up. Hate up when you got it out of work, yeah,

rain it up, yeah, really don't get no fuck, yeah.

Don't get no fuck when you turn nothing or something, yeah.

Really husting, yeah. Yeah yeah I can get that money yeah

big in that money yeah Rags the richest Rags the riches Rags the richest

Rags the richest Rags the richest, rags the richest, rags the richest, rags the richest,

rags the richest, rags the richest, yeah. I went to ragsags to riches I still go back to the trenches we had to smash some

niggles no silver spoons we had past you tels he just came home we still

packing his pistol dying in his grease against they the system, or get you some millions, my life dollars,

bitch just, these holes ain't gonna miss you, they fuck on your partner, act like they forgot you,

that shit how you're sick.

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