[Chorus x2: Danny Brown] Yeai don't need no gloves I just go and get a bag Drop it down cut it up
Yea don't let the block slow up Keep the traffic coming in Got my money stacking up
Yea I ain't worried bout the raid Just copped an 8 ball and I'm bout to get paid 12, 12 fades with the razorblade Bout to charge me an escalade
[Verse 1: Tony Yayo] 12, 12's, 58, 58's A 100 grams on my mamas plates Cash rules everything around me So I'm in the commonwealth town getting money, getting money Jemstars 12, 12's in a scale and I always keep money for the bail Yay wanna spoon me Direct sales with the marked bills is on my main bitch Cause she keep it trill She bag up with me till her fingertips numb And hold a nigga down till the whole flips done Smokers got my iphone buzzin 1st of the month we hustlin And these nosey neighhbors keep complaining about traffic But you know how it is with them addicts 80 thousand stuffed in the mattress In the trap with a bad bitch hair done, nails done, bag this
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[Verse 2: Danny Brown] I went to my grannies now I'm at the table Watching sport centre on bootleg cable Plate right in front of me but I ain't gotta fork Nephews telling rumours out on the front porch My auntie smoking in the basement with a torch See it's the 5th and on the 3rd I bought this shirt Bout to collect from pays that owe me on the 1st And I got that butter They say alotta omebacks So much oil in the pipe I call it iraq Troy boy ba stuffer, dirty motherfucker Might get head from a fiend with a rubber Tryna stack butter summer nigga ride clean Workin in spots whilst riding on 16's Daytons with the knockers, banging silk the shocker Two fives il get sure sex in my locker Yea, it ain't all what it seems as it seems All I had was a razorblade and a dream