text: Get at it, whipped at it, tell me wit a brick at it
  Which girl I’m gon get back
  I can’t really pick that
  I dont know I’ma get guap and stack it like it’s nothing
  I’ma get money yeah your bitch love
  I kept it real, I stayed 100
  Don’t fuck with 12 so I ain’t bluffin
  My stack blue cheese, blue cheese
  Flex on me with a new wing
  Money out the bank it’s so clean
  Count it new while Im on morphine
  Sometimes I feel like Im Future
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  ...
  Then I’m wit a check her mans
  Ooh, what that boy he gonna do
  My niggas, they gonna shoot
  Leave that boy dead for like 2
  We stare, his face its all blue
  Count all my money it’s blue
  Bottom of my shoe would be red
  $500 a shoe
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