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whaannn - obn jay lyrics

[chorus]
i been fastin(save it up), saving this money in my pockets(i’m counting up)
pockets so fat can’t use no wallet(can’t use no wallet)
these moon rocks got me out my body(they got me out my body)
and i been hurting for so long, go through so much on this comeup
i count it up, i fell down, and then i rose up
i mix my syrup with my cold drink making potions
moving in slow motion

[verse 1]
i pull up to the scene big loaded hollerin’ whaannn
remember i was broke as f-ck and now i’m blingin’ now
learned how to rap and now a n-gg- kinda singing now
don’t lose yo mind weak slangin iron that’s just how we get down
i copped a rollie just to watch the time
don’t waste yo shit you can’t go back
so many thots they come and pile around
for my protection i been riding with like 30 rounds
that cheddar cheese hang out my pockets when i’m flyin around
say if you f-ck with me i f-ck with you
i show you love, i show him love, i show my brothers too
the clips extended for the hand is in the cutters too
don’t make me use these 762’s cause all these b-tches goin through
pull up fresh without no stylist
hustling i been pilin all my dollars in my closet
don’t show too much cause they’ll hate you out they know you got it
don’t trip too much don’t let a n-gg- trick you out your spot
just be grateful for what you got

[chorus]
shit i been fastin(save it up), saving this money in my pockets(i’m counting up)
pockets so fat can’t use no wallet(can’t use no wallet)
these moon rocks got me out my body(they got me out my body)
and i been hurting for so long, go through so much on this comeup
i count it up, i fell down, and then i rose up
i mix my syrup with my cold drink making potions
moving in slow motion

[verse 2]
pull up to my next gig hop out hollerin’ whaannn
remember we was broke and hungry now look at your son mama
they hate on me they can’t believe i’m making h-lla dollars
they changed on me now i ride by and i ain’t got no holdup
what the f-ck i look like holdin my hand out ima gangsta
i been on my shit for so long they think i came up
i pull up with weed and draco’s they screamin danger
just got a jail call from my dawg they wanna hang up
life been lookin clear like vinegar but it been sour
i just wanna watch that money blossom like a flower
my computer freak’ll get you zipped like f-ck safari browser
my lil n-gg-s really trappin get that pack gone in a hour
in the h-llcat it go fast, charger scat pack
i hop in them go fast
pull up to the show wit [?] too
don’t make me get on ya -ss, when i pull on the scene better watch my shoes
before they put you on the news
i’m in love with h-lla blues

- obn jay lyrics

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