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Featuring Yo Gotti & French Montana
(Verse)
Niggas playing Pac-man, chasing power pennies,
I'm playing Call of Duty with that main lady.
If devil in the zone I shoot it long
And if you go against the team is bad, call me hell at it.
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I'm just trying to get the billions.
In the kitchen with the pirates, land brick, I gotta make a stretch.
Spread your wings, let me see you fly,
(Verse)
Niggas playing Pac-man, chasing power pennies,
I'm playing Call of Duty with that main lady.
If devil in the zone I shoot it long
And if you go against the team is bad, call me hell at it.
Lord, forgive me for my sins, I'm just trying to get the billions.
In the kitchen with the pirates, land brick, I gotta make a stretch.
Spread your wings, let me see you fly,
Can you bring the nigga back, twenty five.
ah Rubber band hat, she still with double fan that
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
(Verse)
God, forgive me for my sins,
I fucked the game, tired of making plans.
Broke a brick down, tried to buy billions,
Diamonds all black, caught it, take it for the tens.
Bought a big house with a fence
And had to pay taxes for them M's.
I paid what was off in ninety six,
I pay cars off since since.
Fly with a model, drinking out the bottle,
She don't like to drink but Shawty love to swallow, 30 on the Rari, grabbing on the 40
Fifty in the mall, he spend sixty in the party.
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
(Verse)
Dope boy shit, boom, turn up,
I pass on that ho, will she burn up?
You nigga fighting over ho, you kidding me,
So you think that bitch belong to you? You shitting me.
Fly like shit, real nigga, we don't holla at shit,
This real, that chain, these watches, my shit.
Gold chain is Versace, black creator and it's popping.
Standing on the couches with my head call,
I'm in this bitch checking like it's my spot,
Lights on us, prime time,
You know it breaks all us, granted.
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
ah Rubber band hat, she still with double fan that
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
(Verse)
God, forgive me for my sins,
I fucked the game, tired of making plans.
Broke a brick down, tried to buy billions,
Diamonds all black, caught it, take it for the tens.
Bought a big house with a fence
And had to pay taxes for them M's.
I paid what was off in ninety six,
I pay cars off since since.
Fly with a model, drinking out the bottle,
She don't like to drink but Shawty love to swallow, 30 on the Rari, grabbing on the 40
Fifty in the mall, he spend sixty in the party.
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
(Verse)
Dope boy shit, boom, turn up,
I pass on that ho, will she burn up?
You nigga fighting over ho, you kidding me,
So you think that bitch belong to you? You shitting me.
Fly like shit, real nigga, we don't holla at shit,
This real, that chain, these watches, my shit.
Gold chain is Versace, black creator and it's popping.
Standing on the couches with my head call,
I'm in this bitch checking like it's my spot,
Lights on us, prime time,
You know it breaks all us, granted.
(Hook x2)
Work, where is that?
Work, quit saying that.
Work, what you mean with that?
Work, thousand grant man.
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