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Oh, we got that gas too, man. We smoking on this damn propane, nigga. You know this moon rock, nigga. Got my nigga JT in the cut, you already Know. Got the fucking, got that shit, Shit on lock. We got the scripts on lock, You know what I'm saying? With this rap shit. We gonna take off with this shit, you know What I'm saying? Me and JT. What up, dawg? Where you at? Let's ease the pain, Turn up, turn up, turn up. We was posted on the block, had to get A mask. Told my mom I would make it, I don't need a friend. 'Cause I'm still balling Hard like Jeremy Lin. I would never fold, I would never bend. All you niggas did ride, man this shit is Crazy. Told them bitches that love them, that's on The daily. Remember times got hard, I was thinking Lately. 'Bout a lot of shit, better get you Bitch. Plus you jocking boy, I just want a Hit. Then give it back, 'cause I'm 'bout my Green. Yeah 100 stacks, better get a bag with Your broke ass. Heard you want smoke, know I Got gas. Back it up tight, get it out Fast. Count it up boy, do your money dance. Pissing dripping sauce, I ain't talking ranch. Hating niggas hate, I don't give a fuck. Know I gotta get them big bucks. He tried to shoot, but it got stuck. He tried to shoot, but it got stuck. Pussy boy wanna die, gotta seem tough. And my niggas know we fresh fuck. We hit the club, get off the drugs. Leave sending slugs on a opp nigga. Call a man down, watch him drop nigga. Thought I felt bad, I think not nigga. What you thinking boy? This is not a game. Smoking on that gas, that propane. It's an easy pain, swear the shit hurt. Off my cousin man, and it got worse. Off my cousin, and it got worse. What you smoking on? Boy you smoking dirt. Put you on a shirt, and wear it hurt. Got them sandwiches, and they gon' bust. Got an A+ on that fucking beam. Whack his ass up, watch his body lean. On sip lean, moving fast nigga. You ain't getting money, then you last nigga. You ain't getting money, then you last nigga. Pull it one time, squeeze the fucking trigger. KidNap. Pull the fucking trigger, JT Money in this Thing. I'm in the fucking studio, turning up every Day. Counting money, counting green, you know what I Do. I'm JT Money fool, y'all don't really know What to do. Okay. I used to get bullied Back in middle school. I don't give a fuck Now, 'cause I'm a really cool dude. Man fucking with my dawg Ty, you don't know What's up. Bitch we the shit, man we real As fuck, ayy. We so real y'all motherfuckers wanna Kill us. 'Cause you don't know we the motherfucking Hitters. I'm white but I rap so fast like I'm Twista. Boy I'm JT Money and don't make Me pull the trigger. Don't make me pull the Trigger in my pink tee. I'm a crazy white Boy, so who is fucking with me? Man nobody, I'm on the beat, I'm on the Feet. I do my motherfucking thing every day of The week. I do this shit to feed my Daughter and you know what I mean. J's in my seat, man I'm so fresh to Death. Man I do this shit every day like I'm you half man. Playboi Bunny man, y'all better Step, ayy. Let me give it back to my Dawg KidNap, ayy. Get back, ayy.