Unexplainable

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Here's why I go in, back on the dough route
 More money to spend, watch how I show out
 Lamborghini gloves out that a bring the hoes out
 Dollar signs brung in that's what I know 'bout
 Neck, wrist froze out, top five a no doubt
 Talk of what you got now, old money don't count
 Back what you kick out, a clip one in your mouth
 It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable
 Cool people, Knievel in my alter ego
 Zero tolerance we strapped wherever we go
 Wife repo, 'bout a mil' and a half key holes
 Bite marks from you slugs on track some kilos
 Three loads, on my P's, Q's, and my G hoes
 G, G, G whiz my rise like the superheroes
 Four, five, c-lo, look how good I reload
 Right back at you bitch ass niggas abide the G code
 Click-clack deep hole, the industry Debo
 We built these niggas ground up now what they figured we fold
 Figure fours on the competition, I yoke 'em
 Tell me your jokin', my flow is like the levees open
 Foreign trips four to five zips heavy smokin'
 Problem tips forty five clip Chevy smokin'
 He put all he got into this I bet he make it
 Ain't gotta give me shit I'm a take it
 Here's why I go in, back on the dough route
 More money to spend, watch how I show out
 Lamborghini gloves out that a bring the hoes out
 Dollar signs brung in that's what I know 'bout
 Neck, wrist froze out, top five a no doubt
 Talk of what you got now, old money don't count
 Back what you kick out, a clip one in your mouth
 It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable
 Here's how I show out even though I'm rappin with niggas
 That move the blow out let 'em pull the dough out
 You can make it rain but I rather make the snow out
 Run up in your crib with the big fo' fo' out
 Here's how I show out
 Watch when I show up getting chips off the strip
 With the piff and the blow up
 I'm a kill the block and then, leave when it slow up
 Get your mind popped off, before a sign that you throw up
 I just wanna lamp and see the weed plants grow up
 Niggas get that money, legal or illegally
 Bullets put these niggas, right where they need to be
 Bitches never leavin' me, Porche pull up easily
 Back on the dough route, grams and the o's out
 Key and the pound wrapped, nigga where your pund at?
 Top five in the booth, top five on the stoop
 You could fuck around and I, pop five in your Coupe
 Here's why I go in, back on the dough route
 More money to spend, watch how I show out
 Lamborghini gloves out that a bring the hoes out
 Dollar signs brung in that's what I know 'bout
 Neck, wrist froze out, top five a no doubt
 Talk of what you got now, old money don't count
 Back what you kick out, a clip one in your mouth
 It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable
 Gettin money dancers and twenty five chancers
 My camp is, crazy as The New Black Panthers
 Brush towards the canvas as I stroke my ego
 Rap Picasso with my eyes closed a side that's too dope for people
 Spark cohibas while I snicker at the non believers
 I break the heart in hoes, I gave my heart to sneakers
 I owe my life to Jesus, put my faith in God
 I got a thing for beaches, getting my favorite job
 Pain happens, young scarred that's what made us hard
 Money, drugs, guns ain't for soft shorty play your part
 I'm part of the lucky to leave the part
 Livin luxurious lady layer, that's my art
 Here's why I go in, back on the dough route
 More money to spend, watch how I show out
 Lamborghini gloves out that a bring the hoes out
 Dollar signs brung in that's what I know 'bout
 Neck, wrist froze out, top five a no doubt
 Talk of what you got now, old money don't count
 Back what you kick out, a clip one in your mouth
 It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable
 

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Duration
04:12
Key
1
Tempo
85 BPM

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