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Looking life Wolfwood

Feeling like Vash

Three moons in the sky

Two blunts in my hand

Blade on my waste if you tryna take a stance

Zero patience, quit the playing

Come and do just what you said

I got money in the mattress, bones in the casket

No, I don't know you but I know you ain't rapping

And the teenage corpse, never catch me in a Porsche

Rather creep through these alleys till I'm back up in the dirt


Riding, sliding, dollar sign eyelids


Bitch, I'm getting paid now

Money in my PayPal

Known as the mantle, what them haters got to say now?

Getting cash, life is great

Eating shrimp fried rice with steak

Fucking hella hoes, I don't ever take 'em out on dates

Me and Bones rolling up that dank, getting hella bank

Smoking out the zip, all day, put away your 8

Black shades cover up my face

I can't see the hate, take a Backwood to the dome

Then I meditate

We ain't never gave a shit, we just out here stacking chips

D boy fire plus I'm higher than a mountain is

Dirty money all up in my hands and I'm counting it

Headed to the top, will I make it? You can count on it, bitch