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Give me a Chase account, I could bust that down

Before I slide in the store, I make a punch-punch sound

Three hunnid K sitting in my chase, I'm up-up now

I got three hundred thousand in my Chase, another hunnid in cash

Added up that's four hunnid thousand, not including my stash

If I'm lying, God could kill me now

I could care less about rap, I'll quit right now

I can't lie, music never paid my bills

The way it's looking, I'ma have to trap and scam to a mil

I'd rather jugg hams, fuck a deal

A hundred K in all blues, I'm really rich for real

If you bring me an aged bank account, then we can hit for real

Just got my hands on some real perks, I'ma hit em' still

Oh he got autism? I don't care, I'ma jugg him still

Once he send thе bread, I'ma text him like "How that feel?"

Thеy won't let me in a store, I got a punching habit

Took somebody's pape', and then I spent it like I'm posed' to have it

My brother got a body every now and then he post-traumatic

I cheated on my bitch a couple of times, she so dramatic

I'm not Durkio, I'll put a bitch on my block list

My life illegal, I'll put a snitch on my drop list

My life expensive, everything is Saks on my cop list

Trying to keep my circle out of jail, they like to pop shit

You took too many pictures with that Glock, I think it's time to shoot it

We Punchmade, out of Lexington, they hate we got a movement

Everything we do exquisite, we should shoot a movie

I'm paranoid, don't come walking up, I'll shoot a groupie