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Tarantino, Tarantino This is how I wanna spend my day Counting money Smokin' weed I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps I be fuckin' on them dimes, a couple at the time If a nigga want some beef, I need a couple nines I done poured me up an 8th, at least a couple times Don't make me pull up with the seven, blow a couple minds I throw on at least a couple chains on every time I ain't gotta borrow shit, 'cause they all mine I don't listen to their shit, 'cause they all lyin' Appreciate the competition, nigga, thanks for tryin Fuck around and had to cut a couple niggas off I can't work for nun nigga, gotta be the boss, yeah All these niggas know I got the sauce I pop a couple xanny bars and be like fuck 'em all I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps Back in the day, a couple hoes tried to shit on me (Yeah Hoe!) Now they shit themselves when they see me on B.E.T (Yeah Hoe!) Had to give up the street, 'cause I was in too deep (Yeah Hoe!) Fuck around gon' have to leave a nigga six feet deep (Yeah Hoe!) I know a couple niggas are here still slangin' hard Couple niggas still with me, still play their part Couple bitches out here still wanna break my heart I told them bitches, "I'm still pimpin', so it's gon' be hard." Still know a couple niggas in a institution Still know a couple bitches out here prostitutin' Still know a couple reckless niggas, out here ruthless That'll still break your jaw and leave your ass toothless I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps I'ma pop me a couple xans Pop me a couple percs Roll up a couple blunts Pour up a couple syrup Throw on a couple chains Throw on a couple straps Fuck with a couple bitches Check on a couple traps Uh-huh. Still here, mane. Ain't going nowhere. It still goes on A couple!
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Jerami Davis, Chance Tarentino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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