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[Chrous]
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy,

[Verse 1]
Yo bitch just told me that she want it,
I told her bust it for the hundred,
She said her head game strong,
Good cause I ain’t fucking with no dummies,
My niggas never scared to run it,
They’ll pop a pistol on a Sunday,
Beez in the trap sipping honey,
Cup full of liquor pitcher full of rum,
All my niggas getting paper we just counting paper,
You can check my wallet,
I show ass for the cheese, shitting for the green,
Never flush the toilet,
All these other niggas bummy,
Don’t catch a bullet to the stomach,
Fuck around get yo head knocked,
Leave you dead, think this shit is funny,
I get the bag, niggas know it, But I don’t ever gotta show it,
Bitches naked in my section, Flexing on em with the Roley,
Bitches know me when I roll in, Got bitches out in Sarasota,
Yo nigga said he wanna rock, my niggas come in throwing boulder,
All these other niggas bogus, I’m just out here tryna focus,
Money on my mind, out here on my grind, you can’t tell me I ain’t on it,
Out here tryna get the bag, Tell me why these niggas mad,
Fuck it homie I don’t give a shit,
All you other niggas trash,

[Chrous]
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy,

[Verse 2]
See me rolling in yo city,
Can’t tell me nothing, bitches know I’m litty,
Don’t give a fuck I pull up to the scene,
And these bitches go crazy showing me they tittes,
I’m a young nigga living out my dreams,
Yo girl wanna chill, I pass her to the team,
Fuck what you talking bout, they know what I’m about,
I’m bout to lose it my nigga,
Now I fuck up all these niggas,
Wanna bust, I’ll pull the trigger, I’m livid when niggas trippin,
Good riddance, I give the business,
Take a minute to pretend that these niggas is fucking with me,
And then come back to earth when the fire begins to kick in,
Ya’ll need to know I’m vicious, I’ll wash you like dirty dishes,
My niggas’ll come and hit you and spray you like you a kitten,
I think ya’ll niggas forgetting that I am the fucking realest,
I’ll pop you like you a quiz, don’t test me my niggas really,
Now slow it down ya’ll need to comprehend,
Won’t stop till I’m counting two hunnid bands,
My lyrics better than the other man’s,
And I’m fucking around, ya’ll don’t understand,
I’m just showing ya’ll niggas I do it,
Cause these rappers never wanna prove it,
All these wannabe niggas is goofy,
And my flow so retarded and stupid,
Damn dog I done did it, that’s why all of my niggas is winning,
So be thankful that ya’ll got to witness my success,
And I’m loving the feeling,
Countdown till it’s primetime, Ya’ll can’t fuck with me,
Bitch it’s my time, All these fuckboys just want my shine,
You won’t win for free, not on my dime bitch,

[Chrous]
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
We too busy counting money,
Turning nothing into something,
Niggas hating cause I run it,
Two hunnid bags yeah I’m on it,
Flexing on em and I’m stunting,
Flipped a gram just to get a band now I’m rolling paper like a mummy

[Chrous]
150 on my wrist baby you know how I spend,
This can be yours, I don’t mind so baby what’s up,
Other niggas don’t be living how I’m living,
So come on over here girl I can make you my one and only,
Baby I got what you want and what you need,
Girl you’re my one and only,
I got what them other niggas don’t,
So come with me girl.

[Verse 1]
Lil mama work it, I love the way she drop it and she twerk it,
And she dancing to my songs while she singing to my verses,
Baby I don’t if you got a man but I wanna get to know ya,
So bring it over here girl,
Come kick it with a real nigga,
Girl there’s no question that a nigga wanna deal with ya,
No need to front girl be real with me,
I’m number one and she feeling me so hol up, so hol up,
Straight up lil mama we gon roll out,
I’ll take you to my city, take you through the whole town,
And you ain’t gotta worry bout a thing,
All these bitches gon be wishing that they you,
Cause they know ya boy the truth girl,

[Pre-Hook]
Black boss, Black car, and that Porsche, Baby that’s yours,
If you wit it I can show you how I’m living,
If you wit it baby we can get to spending, hol up!

[Chrous]
150 on my wrist baby you know how I spend,
This can be yours, I don’t mind so baby what’s up,
Other niggas don’t be living how I’m living,
So come on over here girl I can make you my one and only,
Baby I got what you want and what you need,
Girl you’re my one and only,
I got what them other niggas don’t,
So come with me girl.

[Verse 2]
Shawty bad, got the bag for her,
You can spend it how you want and you can ask for more,
Girl I can have to taking trips, have you staying at the Ritz,
Yeah ya boy be with the shits baby,
I’ll give you everything you want girl,
As long as you just let me enter into your world,
So what you say baby,
Let me know what it’s gon be,
And girl you ain’t gotta front I know you want me,
We’ll talk about, we gon work it out,
Yeah she can work it and she know just what I’m talking bout,
Cause she be flirting like baby yeah,
Tell me what’s up, girl you can be the one,

[Pre-Hook]
Baby tell me what’cha gon do,
Cause baby clearly you know I want you,
If you wit it I can show you how I’m living,
If you wit it baby we can get to spending, hol up!

[Chrous]
150 on my wrist baby you know how I spend,
This can be yours, I don’t mind so baby what’s up,
Other niggas don’t be living how I’m living,
So come on over here girl I can make you my one and only,
Baby I got what you want and what you need,
Girl you’re my one and only,
I got what them other niggas don’t,
So come with me girl.

[Verse 3]
Ok I wanna start by saying I’m stunting all on these haters,
Pull up so you know it’s real, number one compared to these niggas,
It’s cuffing season and you made the cut so now one is two,
Girl you bad I think you should know that I’m loving all that you do, What up,
Let me take you out girl we can flex,
I’ma get you out the house girl then what’s next,
Put some ice up on yo neck, Diamonds dancing on your wrist,
I’ll put you in a foreign whip girl I cut the check, What up,
I ain’t gon play you, so what,
I know you say you hold a,
Super high standard I get that you want a man to show up,
Girl understand that I’m doing all that I can to show ya,
It’s you and me get the liquor baby it’s time to pour up,
Girl who’s ya daddy I’m glad I have the attraction,
To sporadically and magically trap you by rapping lyrics,
And gathering endearment,
I glad to see that you’re interested in hearing all of my sentimental shit,
Keep listening.

[Chrous]
150 on my wrist baby you know how I spend,
This can be yours, I don’t mind so baby what’s up,
Other niggas don’t be living how I’m living,
So come on over here girl I can make you my one and only,
Baby I got what you want and what you need,
Girl you’re my one and only,
I got what them other niggas don’t,
So come with me girl

[Verse 1]
Baby tonight we gon do something so girl let’s get started,
My face in between your thighs I can feel your legs shake,
And you’re crying and moaning, oh no,
Can we take our clothes, Baby I can give you everything you want,
Baby we can take it slow, There ain’t no rush,
Baby I’ma take my time,

[Pre-Hook]
Cause when you love someone you make them feel good,
Just so we’re understood we gon go all night,
Nails running down my back, Oh but girl relax,
Kissing all on your neck while I’m deep inside,

[Chrous]
Do you mind if we make love,
Baby you can ride me till you’ve have enough,
I’m gonna give you good sex, good sex,
So baby spread your legs, your legs,
Cause we’re love making,

[Verse 2]
Lay on my bed I’m drowning in your lake,
I can tell that you like it,
Your head against the headboard, Shit sounding like an earthquake,
No need to be quiet,
Baby arch your back,
I want you to feel good baby I’ma take you down,
And when I’m giving you them back shots baby,
Try not to wake the neighbors with your sound,

[Pre-Hook]
Cause when you love someone you make them feel good,
Just so we’re understood we gon go all night,
Nails running down my back, Oh but girl relax,
Kissing all on your neck while I’m deep inside,

[Chrous]
Do you mind if we make love,
Baby you can ride me till you’ve have enough,
I’m gonna give you good sex, good sex,
So baby spread your legs, your legs,
Cause we’re love making,

[Verse 3]
Shawty we gon treat tonight like it’s pastime,
I know you wanna take it all baby that’s fine,
Hope you don’t have a hard time if it’s past 9,
Cause I’ma put it down like this is the last time,
Tell me what you want I’ma tell you what we gon do,
Know you’ve been craving for a nigga just to hold you,
No fronting girl I can do better than your old dude,
Girl I’ma treat your body just like I’m suppose to, pose to,
Tell me you with it just know I ain’t finished, I’m on one,
Pull up to my crib girl it’s litty we gon have some more fun,
Girl how you do that, do that, she throwing it back to back, Word up,
Let me rub that ass, finesse that arch in your back, your back, Work up,

[Bridge]
And when I’m stroking your body girl,
Legs shaking toes are curling,
I’m gonna give you everything you need baby,
Look what you done started babe,
Got me feeling real naughty baby,
Don’t you worry bout a thing, yeah.

[Chrous]
Do you mind if we make love,
Baby you can ride me till you’ve have enough,
I’m gonna give you good sex, good sex,
So baby spread your legs, your legs,
Cause we’re love making

[Verse 1]
First thing’s first, shout out my mama for conquering Florida drama,
She sort of restored the normal, the torture’s been put behind us,
The poor me put up a wall, now we borderline tore it down,
I’m immortal, more of the world will support me sporting the crown,
But hold it, suppose I told you I’m ferocious and whether you know it,
I only chose to give ya’ll a dose of my emotion,
To show ya’ll how close I am to exploding for the exposure,
And mostly I sold my soul to a holy man who’s unknown,
I’m playing, I’m playing, I’m really playing, don’t make me go super saiyan,
Take notes, I’m just leaving the booth in flames,
My lyrics are too insane, I do my thang, I’m shooting names,
I’m moving ranks, flying high like I’m superman,
I’m tryna figure out whether I’m gonna lose or gain,
Niggas mad they can’t keep up, but don’t know who to blame,
I’ve never been one to go along with the loser games,
Don’t got time to go back and forth like I’m a boomerang,
But back to business, it’s sad I’m a tad bit vicious,
I’m glad that I have the sense to retract when the savage in me,
Gets mad and wants to attack in sporadic fashion but listen,
I’ve had it with saddened bitches who mad they lack the attention,
Wait, forgot to mention they know me by Alex Simmons,
Go follow on Instagram, I post pictures for all the women,
But also I’m never stingy, I post up with all my niggas,
No hindrances can limit me, tell it to my precision, STOP.

[Chrous]
We gon pause that shit,
We gon pause that shit,
High Emotion,
We gon pause that shit,
We gon pause that shit nigga,
High Emotion,
We getting dogged by the rich,
I’m getting dogged by the rich nigga,
High Emotion,
Bout to go off on a bitch,
Bout to go off, yeah

[Verse 2]
Look, public perception is a son of a bitch,
I’ll keep running with the disinformation, deception is driving me sick,
And to myself it’s kind of hard to commit,
Not tryna play tricks on myself man, but I swear that I’m just tryna convince,
My that deceit is keeping me heated, I swear I’m bleeding,
And I’m in need of help and I’ll die before I be defeated,
That’s like a contradiction and I swear what’s fiction is,
My egotistic all together image that’s now been invented,
Who said a nigga gotta pretend he don’t gotta feel,
I’m a prince, don’t gotta dress, considered fresher than Cousin Will,
Don’t gotta be what ya’ll niggas want me to be,
And please believe I don’t gotta sell out for me to succeed, agreed,
So please, no need to feed my pride, it’s make believe,
Don’t tell my daddy I cried, nigga might up and leave,
Whoops, too late for that, take ya unavailing ass,
Away with your trailer trash, too prideful to say my bad,
Selfish desires don turned you into a liar,
I hope that you and your girl both burn in a fucking fire,
I’m tired, don’t you hate me, what you been up to lately,
To stay and raise up your babies,
Nah, nigga just ran for safety,
I’m patiently waiting for the day that I can say that he saved me,
An explanation he gave me, turns out the nigga just played me,
Nah, he played himself, cause I’m on my way to wealth,
Cry out to the preacher, that nigga say he too saved to help,
Shit left me puzzled, as for the pain, it was subtle,
You can’t rebuttal, you saved but yet you here for the hustle,
Now listen, church folk can huddle while niggas be crying puddles,
Cause they can’t feel no love, Modele sorry, but you fit my description,
The system’s twisted, even cops, they steady killing innocent niggas,
Not dealing, for what my nigga, I must’ve missed it,
Carry conceals, the deal is they make us the villain,
Ain’t that a bitch, I’m feeling tired of this shit, now on to politicians,
Why we got niggas starving, I’m talking to all the balling harder niggas,
That ain’t good for shit like deadbeat father figures,
We need to conduct a call to mission for all the listeners,
Who got it harder than all the bitches buying cars for Christmas,
I gotta be honest with you, Obama I truly miss you,
And Trump, I wanna diss you but that ain’t gon fix the issue,
Somebody get me a tissue, Alessia let me kiss you,
I’m getting off cause my morals are going out the window,

[Chrous]
We gon pause that shit,
We gon pause that shit,
High Emotion,
We gon pause that shit,
We gon pause that shit nigga,
High Emotion,
We getting dogged by the rich,
I’m getting dogged by the rich nigga,
High Emotion,
Bout to go off on a bitch,
Bout to go off, fuck it

[Verse 1]
Should’ve stayed, were there signs, I ignored?
Can I help you, not to hurt, anymore?
We saw brilliance, when the world, was asleep
There are things that we can have, but can’t keep

[Chorus]
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In the sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone’s time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do

[Verse 2 ]
The reminders, pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen, one more chair than you need, oh
And you’re angry, and you should be, it’s not fair
Just ’cause you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it, isn’t there

[Chorus]
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In the sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone’s time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do

[Instrumental + Bridge]
(I do)

[Chorus/Outro]
Who cares if one more light goes out?
In the sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone’s time runs out?
If a moment is all we are
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well I do
Well I do