
30 Stone Grouper Mach-Hommy & Tha God Fahim (Ft. JuJu Gotti)
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[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]
[Chorus: Juju Gotti]
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Shoot through Mercede'
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Shoot through Mercede'
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Kidnap your lady
Play with me, you must be crazy
[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Uh-huh, uh
I'm levelin' up, but I can't level enough
I can't settle for small bucks, let's talk a million plus
Legalized bank robberies, tell 'em, "Cough it up"
Dollar signs in the prophecies, lift the market up
Get numeratic like calculus equations
Knocked off the poverty, I healed from my abrasions
I hustle 'til the well dry up just like raisins
I got the insight now, I run mazes
Amazin', my name bein' mentioned in daily pages
Wanna talk to me first? Then get with my liaison
Paradin' over rappers day-to-day, not annual
I made it happen, I did it without a manual
You know my handle, the challenge would be a gamble
I spread light and knock the fire off your candles
Now you can hold this L in front of your name like Samuel's
I flex styles greater than Danes, you cocker spaniel
[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]
[Chorus: Juju Gotti]
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Shoot through Mercede'
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Shoot through Mercede'
Sticks in the bando
Heat up that baby
Shoot through your Lambo'
Kidnap your lady
Play with me, you must be crazy
[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Uh-huh, uh
I'm levelin' up, but I can't level enough
I can't settle for small bucks, let's talk a million plus
Legalized bank robberies, tell 'em, "Cough it up"
Dollar signs in the prophecies, lift the market up
Get numeratic like calculus equations
Knocked off the poverty, I healed from my abrasions
I hustle 'til the well dry up just like raisins
I got the insight now, I run mazes
Amazin', my name bein' mentioned in daily pages
Wanna talk to me first? Then get with my liaison
Paradin' over rappers day-to-day, not annual
I made it happen, I did it without a manual
You know my handle, the challenge would be a gamble
I spread light and knock the fire off your candles
Now you can hold this L in front of your name like Samuel's
I flex styles greater than Danes, you cocker spaniel
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