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Croosh
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Mind
I-I-I go through withdrawals when I don't make deposits
I-I'm addicted to the guap, I'm a guapoholic
They-they say Crooshy-Wooshy please don't go chameleon
Switching up only because you're makin' millions
N-N-N Never taking L's, got me skippin' letters
Your girl traded you for me because I hit it better
That's okay I'll give her back to you once I'm finito
We be doin' x-rated shit, feel like Vin Diesel
Hate on me and I ignore it
You date fours and I date foreigns
Everyday I celebrates and pop a pullet just to pour it
Sippin Saki got me cocky
Can I stop me? Laddidaddi
Anybody can get bodied
You slow down I break your body
Swerve
Pull up, I hop out the Uber feeling like the guy
Yeah, another day another dime
Just got a call bout a gun and they'll prolly want some but I'll keep it at mine
I see this shit they don't want you to see
Turn up a deal like it's nothing to me
I-I need more than just a hundred-k
I-I'm the youngest comin' out L.A
Three-hundred my shoes, yea
Bish I pay my dues, yea
Woke up bout round six, yea
I got shit to do, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Ay, thousand on my chest, yes
Money make me stress, less
It's been on my mind, what
Won't you take a gress, yea
Money bag all on my mind, ye
Money bag all on my mind, ye
Money bag all on my uh, yea, yea
Great, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
I think of her all of the time, yea
One thing I cannot afford is distractions
She cannot know where the stash is
Dropped out of school bish I wanna be famous
Only A-one on this A-List
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Gucci the shoes and I swear thats they laced em'
Won't find me shopping at Pay-Less
Labels take all of my phone, way
I do it all on my own, yea
Twenty-Mill can buy strings, yea
And I make the fucking beam scale
Tell me really watchu see, yea
Please don't be the one to push, yea
I can tell that she a freak, oh
How she do not have a bush?
I-I-I produce all of my shit, yea
Labels stay all on my dick, yea
If you do not like me that's okay
You could go fall off a cliff, aye
Don't give a fuck bout the feedback
All of these rappers are decaf
I do my things
I got the green
And I sell beats if you need that
Mo-Money bag all on my mind, yea
Think of it all of the time, yea
Call it whatever you call it
I pull up and put in my wallet
Check that Fico score, ouu
Diamonds look like green, yea
All my money clean, yea
I just do my thing
Croosh it
Three-hundred my shoes, yea
Bish I pay my dues, yea
Woke up bout round six, yea
I got shit to do, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Money bag all on my mind, yea
Ay, thousand on my chest, yes
Money make me stress, less
It's been on my mind, what
Won't you take a gress, yea
Money bag all on my mind, ye
Money bag all on my mind, ye
Money bag all on my uh, yea, yea
Woosh it
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