Lyrics
Yea
I got
I got a lot of that
I'm paid
Yea
I got
I've slaughtered a lot of the hottest hoes
From ghetto to snobby nosed
Red bottom to Adidas
One look at my diamond golds
And i got em
Yea I got
I got
Anything's possible
Started at rock bottom
Defending myself like Rodman
They fall like autumn and
And then I tell em to strip like Nevada
By the way I get paid
Is sort of like lemonade
Cause I got the juice
What I produce is a plague
A modern day renegade
I never been afraid
Because I got
The power to put you in retrograde
Or a grave
See What a grave mistake that you made
It's time to jack son like Jermaine
See I'm ready to die like John McClain
And I would do it again for my gang
Bang
WRITERS
Carlos Restrepo
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave
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Abuse and Violence
