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Walking through the catacombs

B**ches try to tag along

Exe up on your man

If he act Microsoft

Macintosh having thoughts

101 blunts and a glass of Voss

Want to chill ask your boss

Hope that job is paying off

Cash cash cash

All I f**king see is cash

Get cash cash cash

Dollar signs when I ash

Spacebar racecar

Flip it like a face card

Like me till they see me

Now they want to play the race card

White in the night

Drinking fire smoking ice

Just a skinny white pimp

Named Bones with the knife

No chain no games

Never catch me in the Range

If I catch you within range

Feel the reach of my blade

Feel it in your veins

Feel it in your blood

Take you out the frame

Put you in the mud

I'm the one to blame

Cause you're the one that does

Put it on me

I don't mind feeling f**ked up