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BLOKKA $OLO [Verse]
I'mma hit it I’mma get it
I'mma bag it then I flip it
I'mma double up this mothafucka
Just made a stack and then I split it with my fuckin’ brother
Bitch i'm addicted to these numbers fiending for the money
Nigga count that bag fuck all the jokes you know this shit ain't funny
Cold cuts for dinner through the winter that's when times got ugly
Used to rob the subway where my bitch worked cause we fuckin' hungry
Now the cash come fast and that same bitch don't even fuckin' love me
So i'm smokin’ lovely trying to forget about your fuckin’ name
Spittin' words on beats i’m trying to get up out the fuckin' game
See these racks stickin' out my pants still fuckin' look like I came to fucking slang?
Niggas want my brain because the whole world finna know my name
You know the business
BLOKKA $OLO [Chorus}
Countin’ cash
Got my mind hypnotized
Dollar signs
Girl look into my eyes
Glock nine
When I sleep I'm traumatized
Loyalty over love bitch don't tell me lies
Countin' cash
Got my mind hypnotized
Dollar signs
Girl look into my eyes
Glock nine
When I sleep I'm traumatized
Loyalty over love bitch don't tell me lies
SMOKE G [Verse]
10 bands for the re up
I'mma take this block over
Face numb ...
And lil baking soda
Pockets fat as fuck
Watch me double up
Hoe my soldiers down to ball these haters still can't fuck with us
Duck duck duck buck!
Suck my dick
I bet the city losin' fuckin' with this BLOKKA shit
I bet these niggas mad keep on hatin' y'all ain't stoppin' shit
All my brothers bout that shit
They really out here poppin' shit
Like fuck you and them pussy motherfuckers that you rockin' with
Big banks leave you traumatized
You trying to stay alive but everybody gotta die
Dollar signs on my mind all I do is grind
Before you get these stacks I swear you'll get this baby nine
Rest in peace
To all my brothers buried 6 feet
We stay reppin' for the real ones who forever keep it G
Got a hundred motherfuckas that done tried to murder me
And a million motherfuckas who done probably heard of me
Got a couple bad bitches that be swangin' on the D
Suckas outta pocket must not know that pussy's free
Twist my fingers throw it up, i'm a lobo from the 3
Road runnin' for this paper all I know is get the green
Got a couple bad bitches that be swangin' on my D
Suckas outta pocket must not know that pussy's free
Twist my fingers throw it up, i'm a lobo from the 3
Road runnin' for this paper all I know is get the green