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[Intro]
(Clayco, cook it up)
[Chorus]
I got new funds, I got new guns
Talking shit about me, you won't do nothing
I got face card, I don't gotta prove nothing
I got a black gun on me, you don't wanna push up
Push up two-doors, I'm on Pluto
I pour two lines up, I pour duo
You want smoke, sign up, bitch, I'm too throwed
Push on my new ho, I want deepthroat
It ain't nothing to spend a check on some new clothes
LA to New York, I got two shows
I don't play no sports, bitch, I'm too pro
I could never love that thot, that's just too throwed
We up the damn score
I put a silence on the barrel, yeah
I put a silence on the barrel and I let it go
(Yeah, hold up, yeah)
[Chorus]
I got new funds, I got new guns
Talking shit about me, you won't do nothing
I got face card, I don't gotta prove nothing
I got a black gun on me, you don't wanna push up
Push up two-doors, I'm on Pluto
I pour two lines up, I pour duo
You want smokе, sign up, bitch, I'm too throwed
Push on my new ho, I want deepthroat
It ain't nothing to spend a chеck on some new clothes
LA to New York, I got two shows
I don't play no sports, bitch, I'm too pro
I could never love that thot, that's just too throwed
We up the damn score
I put a silence on the barrel, yeah
I put a silence on the barrel and I let it go (Clayco, cook it up)
(Clayco, cook it up)
[Chorus]
I got new funds, I got new guns
Talking shit about me, you won't do nothing
I got face card, I don't gotta prove nothing
I got a black gun on me, you don't wanna push up
Push up two-doors, I'm on Pluto
I pour two lines up, I pour duo
You want smoke, sign up, bitch, I'm too throwed
Push on my new ho, I want deepthroat
It ain't nothing to spend a check on some new clothes
LA to New York, I got two shows
I don't play no sports, bitch, I'm too pro
I could never love that thot, that's just too throwed
We up the damn score
I put a silence on the barrel, yeah
I put a silence on the barrel and I let it go
(Yeah, hold up, yeah)
[Chorus]
I got new funds, I got new guns
Talking shit about me, you won't do nothing
I got face card, I don't gotta prove nothing
I got a black gun on me, you don't wanna push up
Push up two-doors, I'm on Pluto
I pour two lines up, I pour duo
You want smokе, sign up, bitch, I'm too throwed
Push on my new ho, I want deepthroat
It ain't nothing to spend a chеck on some new clothes
LA to New York, I got two shows
I don't play no sports, bitch, I'm too pro
I could never love that thot, that's just too throwed
We up the damn score
I put a silence on the barrel, yeah
I put a silence on the barrel and I let it go (Clayco, cook it up)
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