Doctrine The Musalini & 38 Spesh (Ft. O Finess)

[Intro: The Musalini]
Uh, yeah, Mus'
Boston shit
Trust, uh, you know in God we trust
Let's get to this money, baby

[Verse 1: The Musalini]
These hoes out dying, shit, my bitch got a doctrine
Keep a few options
I fucked her at the office like it's time to clock out
Bring the drops out
If I'm in the building, bitch, it's a packed house
All the [?] and the G's and my gettin'-money niggas
Can't forget about the dealers
I'ma need a pack of Killer
I be in the trap, coastin' with the killers
And they all respectin'
You could be yourself and
Still be accepted
Heard you caught a rash fucking with a fakе necklace
I'm running to the bank, chеckin' goals off my checklist
Showin' homes to the exit
It was mandatory
Now I'm that nigga if you need a category
You just mad your bitch post me on her story
Had to dump the kitty even though she was horny
She DM'd with the nudes
I popped a bean by the pool