MPA Duke RNS Songtext
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[Hook]
Say you want it, we gone get it to you
20 choppers in my spot, we got babies but no kids in it
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
I promise I will never fold, I have never told
Sneak dissing and hating, that's how niggas go broke
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
Say you want it, we gone get it to you
20 choppers in my spot, we got babies but no kids in it
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
I promise I will never fold, I have never told
Sneak dissing and hating, that's how niggas go broke
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
Real nigga salute, fuck niggas gone fold
[Verse 1 MPA Duke]
Got to stack that shit, got to stack that shit
Spend it on a Bentley
Ran the money up so much I don't know where to put it
Choppers, AKs, 100 thousand just spent on [?]
You can get it however you want
Like Burger King, semi [?]
[?] walking round here with a pistol
That don't mean that you a hitter
Niggas playing with my money, Imma go grind a nigga
Kill him, kill him
Swear to god I'm killing bout them pesos
Stack that shit up like some Legos
[?] come in the caseload
All my life all I ever wanted was to get a million
Fill up a four, fuck around and get offed
I'm high as a loft, but I want a loft
Fuck first class, flying private
Doing lean toasts
[Hook]
[Verse 2 Losie]
Swear to god Imma kill em
Got 100 bloods, and they'll deal with you
Ten bricks in the kitchen
I got a bad bitch, she on a mission
Bentley coupe are on Forgi's
Bad bitch, she gorgeous
Fuck the bitch, put on Maury
Too many niggas, no choices
And we love Rolls Royces
Got babies on, fuck nigga I don't do no forces
I swear I do a lot of shit
I throw that money in the air
They think it's counterfit
And my pockets stay swole
Tell that bitch I got quality control
[Hook]
Got to stack that shit, got to stack that shit
Spend it on a Bentley
Ran the money up so much I don't know where to put it
Choppers, AKs, 100 thousand just spent on [?]
You can get it however you want
Like Burger King, semi [?]
[?] walking round here with a pistol
That don't mean that you a hitter
Niggas playing with my money, Imma go grind a nigga
Kill him, kill him
Swear to god I'm killing bout them pesos
Stack that shit up like some Legos
[?] come in the caseload
All my life all I ever wanted was to get a million
Fill up a four, fuck around and get offed
I'm high as a loft, but I want a loft
Fuck first class, flying private
Doing lean toasts
[Hook]
[Verse 2 Losie]
Swear to god Imma kill em
Got 100 bloods, and they'll deal with you
Ten bricks in the kitchen
I got a bad bitch, she on a mission
Bentley coupe are on Forgi's
Bad bitch, she gorgeous
Fuck the bitch, put on Maury
Too many niggas, no choices
And we love Rolls Royces
Got babies on, fuck nigga I don't do no forces
I swear I do a lot of shit
I throw that money in the air
They think it's counterfit
And my pockets stay swole
Tell that bitch I got quality control
[Hook]
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