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ClaRak
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Let's get it, ugh
The world be going to hell and I'm still out here tryna flex up
You can rule the world if you have some
Money rules the world and I'm still out here tryna gets some
It's kill or be killed yeah, ya better cash up
Imma cash 'em if they catch up (can't catch me)
Imma crash 'em every time they test me
Out here blasting, hit 'em (uh ugh) Imma smash up
Do the dash all the way straight past like I flash'd 'em
Passed 'em ash 'em
Left 'em in the dust like I don't even know dem
Looking, staring, no one folding, fuck it Texas hold 'em
Bro if life's a roller coaster then I call the bottom sober
I stay smoking, Imma stoner
I stay Liquor'd up, shooting like a soldier
If we rolling, Imma roller
I might pop a perky when I'm feeling lower
Got caught dreaming on some act
Leaning falling back over
Into reality on some lsd
Trippy trippy on high beam
I see everything, what it mean?
I don't know I'm just holding on
Tryna find my way around
The silent sound from the grave
Pulls me down like
The world be going to hell and I'm still out here tryna flex up
You can rule the world if you have some
Money rules the world and I'm still out here tryna gets some
It's kill or be killed yeah ya better cash up
Imma cash 'em if they catch up (can't catch me)
Imma crash 'em every time they test me
Out here blasting, hit 'em (uh ugh) Imma smash up
Do the dash all the way straight past like I flash'd 'em
So I pour another shot and take it to the dome
She gon' drop it low, bring it back so slow
Caught me, fuck solo, D E C 24 in the club ho ho
Oh, how these bitches love to blow, yeah p9 got the glow
Oh, they know I got the flow that make 'em go
Oh my god, oh no no
The P9 squad never gonna slow down
Sipping on that muddy brown clearly drowning in the liquor
Sin in every picture, every pill 'n' every mixture
Growing sick, sick, sicker, count it down tick ticker
Going big thick thicker when the money's in the picture
The world be going to hell and I'm still out here tryna flex up
You can rule the world if you have some
Money rules the world and I'm still out here tryna gets some
It's kill or be killed yeah ya better cash up
Imma cash 'em if they catch up (can't catch me)
Imma crash 'em every time they test me
Out here blasting, hit 'em (uh ugh) Imma smash up
Do the dash all the way straight past like I flash'd 'em
Writer(s): Chase Clark
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