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von BNM EFOSA

Scat packs and them maybach′s,
We just flipping shit
Swear on jawn we gon' get that cake back
Yeah my guy he caught a nine
But he aint wana give his snap back
He said he don′t like to chit chat
Hot and cold, she this and that my guy just dodged a missile
Winck the double O
Yeah he been secret with the missions
Savona's after balling,
That's my family′s tradition
You can see it in my eyes this bread is in my vison
Chop it up, and pass the prof we do fun long Division


What′s the ROI on this I make the final decision
I'm sounding way too sexy on top of the beat I came with a rhythm
Remember all those times I asked for help,
They ain′t trynna help no nigga
I know that we gon' stack it up,
We aiming for high figures,
Fell in love with bigger digits
Yes I took some losses, but I still feel undefeated
He was laying in the grass but I just couldn′t see it
Gotta build the riches so that I can feed my needy
I just hit that flavored cart, my mind it got to Greening
No I cannot fuck with greedy,
At the stu I'm on the TV
Boss role model, wana be me
Interventions I was skipping
In that place boy I was tripping
They ain′t trynna see me prosper,
They aint trynna see me winning, yet I did it
Feel like that nigga
When I walk in the spot I'm dripping
Yeah I floor the gas in the car ion care what I'm whipping
Get on the beat I be bussing out rhymes like its children
They all tried to block me off,
But I came out the king

Scat packs and them maybach′s,
We just flipping shit
Swear on jawn we gon′ get that cake back
Yeah my guy he caught a nine
But he aint wana give his snap back
He said he don't like to chit chat
Hot and cold, she this and that my guy just dodged a missile
Winck the double O
Yeah he been secret with the missions
Savona′s after balling, that's my family′s tradition
You can see it in my eyes this bread is in my vison
Chop it up, and pass the prof we do fun long Division