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[Intro]
(Dinero be my logic, do you understand? Hey) Yeah
(Think it's funny, cookie crumble then I smoke this shit) Yeah-yeah
(Spent ten bands on fashion, I done got me a lil' model bitch) Yeah
(Bitch, we been trappin', shootin' shots right at the opposition) Ayy
[Chorus]
Dinero be my logic, do you understand? (Hey)
Thi-Think it's funny, cookie crumble then I smoke this shit
Spent ten bands on fashion, I done got me a lil' model bitch
Bitch, we been trappin', shootin' shots right at the opposition (Ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
I told her, "Stir the pot and kiss it"
Free bro out the penitentiary
She say I'm a narcissist, bitch, you love it when I pop my shit
My bitch is a pharmacist, I fuck hеr for the pills, bro
She say that she lovin' mе but I can't even feel none
[Verse 1]
Ayo buddy, get yo' bills up
If I catch 'em lurkin', we gon' pull up, we gon' kill some
I ain't never had a problem, baby we gon' drill some
I'm plottin' on a million
Yeah, you know that's real talk
I come and get that bag off your ass, I'm a real shark
I'm watchin' from the sky, me and my niggas, we some field hawks
That's funny 'cause you rappin' 'bout that shit that you ain't live, yeah
I know me some street niggas that'll come, they take your kids, yeah
Come and take your rib, yeah (Ayy)
On the block, they still there
(Dinero be my logic, do you understand? Hey) Yeah
(Think it's funny, cookie crumble then I smoke this shit) Yeah-yeah
(Spent ten bands on fashion, I done got me a lil' model bitch) Yeah
(Bitch, we been trappin', shootin' shots right at the opposition) Ayy
[Chorus]
Dinero be my logic, do you understand? (Hey)
Thi-Think it's funny, cookie crumble then I smoke this shit
Spent ten bands on fashion, I done got me a lil' model bitch
Bitch, we been trappin', shootin' shots right at the opposition (Ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
I told her, "Stir the pot and kiss it"
Free bro out the penitentiary
She say I'm a narcissist, bitch, you love it when I pop my shit
My bitch is a pharmacist, I fuck hеr for the pills, bro
She say that she lovin' mе but I can't even feel none
[Verse 1]
Ayo buddy, get yo' bills up
If I catch 'em lurkin', we gon' pull up, we gon' kill some
I ain't never had a problem, baby we gon' drill some
I'm plottin' on a million
Yeah, you know that's real talk
I come and get that bag off your ass, I'm a real shark
I'm watchin' from the sky, me and my niggas, we some field hawks
That's funny 'cause you rappin' 'bout that shit that you ain't live, yeah
I know me some street niggas that'll come, they take your kids, yeah
Come and take your rib, yeah (Ayy)
On the block, they still there
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