[CHOURS]
Selling dat lean
From the back of my trunk
I dont need no what
I make in a month
Selling dat lean
From the back of my trunk
They blinging my line
What the fuck do you want?
What would i be without yall?
Fuck it help me make a million
What would would i be without yall?
Meet me the back of the building [x2]
[VERSE ONE]
Meet me the back of the building
Have it in cash
Step out the beemer
Dressed in all black
Smell like obama
Mixed wit japan
(your bitch is my fan)
Boy hurry pay me those bands
Ain't got no time for the rants
Hit me again in advance
I might make it fit it in these plans
(PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP)
Had to get my lonely dollars
For the night
Selling codiene till a nigga
Goodnight
All on my own
Most of these niggas need clones
Split up the money
That shit gone be gone
Boy that ain't nothing
Just leave it alone
[Chorus]
[VERSE TWO]
Its muddy its muddy its muddy
Dont take too much it get ugly
Loyal these clients they get it
Price be so good ouuu they love me
Brought the whole Texas
Im Bun B
I hope my supplier dont cut me
Pray that we get it we get it
Pursuing my happy
Thats shoutout to Cudi
Turned up the spot
With no effort
Plus she make money
I let her
Pull up to clubs
Bitch get in the car
Triple the money so steady
Glamorous bitch
I get it how lived
You want it my nigga
Come get it
I sell it
U sip it
We'll work out the digits
Keep coming ill break u off
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