dime - astro jvckson lyrics
k*y, she a dime but i need a hundred racks
k*y, n*gga, nah for real, real k!lla
she a dime, but i need a hundred racks
told her don′t waste my time
cause time is money and
i need a check
somebody call seth rogan
and tell him
i’m smoking pineapple express
on top ima aim at your neck
i can′t take a chance
you might have on the vest
if i kick the cup
i might make a mess
don’t f*ck with hot girls
cause i hate to sweat
i barely write songs
and everything’s fact
my b*tch steady trippin′
cause i don′t text back
can’t f*ck with that n*gga
that n*gga a rat
drill said he was cap
and we ain′t see the pack
if you say you want smoke
we ain’t holding sh*t back
ain′t enough time in the world
to turn me rat
you can tell i bang money
by the way that i stack
i was facing blunts by myself
they wouldn’t hang with me
they left me stuck on a shelf
now i′m up
now they be claimin’ me
this sh*t make believe
now they be payin’ me
they used to hate on me
now they be savin′ me
now they be savin′ me
now they be savin’
me and k*y in the back
we got h*lla poles
you can call smook, five am, why?
he don′t ever close
new b*tch twenty one
i just balled without my ex
that’s my baby, love her flex
she a savage with the neck,
she be grabbin′ for my check
but that sh*t gettin’ old
bcm we on go
twelve at the door
aye k*y hide the dough
they heard about that fire
we don′t even promote
this mud got me slow
i’ma be gone till the sun comes out
my love f*cked up
but it don’t run out
i′ma come right back
i don′t need no doubt
i be runnin’ with the gang
we ain′t shouting sh*t out
she a dime, but i need a hundred racks
told her don’t waste my time
cause time is money and
i need a check
somebody call seth rogan
and tell him
i′m smoking pineapple express
on top ima aim at your neck
i can’t take a chance
you might have on the vest
if i kick the cup
i might make a mess
don′t f*ck with hot girls
cause i hate to sweat
i barely write songs
and everything’s fact
my b*tch steady trippin’
cause i don′t text back
can′t f*ck with that n*gga
that n*gga a rat
drill said he was cap
and we ain’t see the pack
if you say you want smoke
we ain′t holding sh*t back
ain’t enough time in the world
to turn me rat
you can tell i bang money
by the way that i stack
you can tell i bang money
by the way that i stack
nah, for real n*gga
k*y
astro
we takin′ over
let’s get it, n*gga
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