Текст песни
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
Understand
I'm
the
man
Hit
them
drums
for
them
bands
I'm
a
G
by
the
chance
Fuck
with
me
not
a
chance
Forty
five
bout
to
blow
Put
yo
guys
on
the
floor
Gotta
grind
Gotta
show
That
yo
mind
bout
the
doe
Living
life
hear
the
swipe
No
decline
on
the
doe
She
my
type
give
her
pipe
Now
she
crying
for
some
more
Making
plans
making
bands
Handle
business
shaking
hands
Grabbing
knots
bagging
gwop
Music
drops
for
the
fans
Getting
sales
I
don't
flop
Out
to
get
it
I
don't
stop
Think
you
better
but
you
not
You
a
pussy
call
em
WAP
Here
to
ball
in
the
game
Give
me
money
fuck
the
fame
Got
me
feeling
like
Jigga
Screaming
money
ain't
a
thang
Not
the
Roc
it's
the
flame
Shiny
Rocks
in
the
chain
We
can
box
for
the
change
Like
some
Locks
I'm
a
swang
Cause
we
down
for
the
fight
You
ain't
down
get
a
life
Never
down
taking
flight
Put
em
down
for
the
night
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
I
don't
care
how
you
feel
Six
one
five
for
the
ville
Keep
it
live
for
the
real
Gotta
strive
for
the
mill
Players
Club
dollar
Bill
Phillip
Banks
Uncle
Phil
Pulling
rank
in
the
field
See
the
tank
better
yield
Slow
em
down
throw
a
round
Red
nose
you
a
clown
Put
in
work
while
you
lounge
Nashville
hear
the
sounds
Make
a
rack
make
a
stack
Blow
it
all
make
it
back
Bout
to
ball
why
they
hack
Pull
a
broad
break
her
back
I'm
the
man
I'm
the
Mac
Eating
good
pockets
fat
We
gone
ride
til
we
flat
Being
suckers
not
a
stat
I
be
checking
for
the
racks
I
be
checking
for
the
mills
I
ain't
stressing
over
bills
I
ain't
stressing
for
a
deal
Blow
my
vibe
get
em
gone
Pull
that
fire
get
em
home
I'm
a
player
like
Jerome
I'm
the
king
get
a
throne
Hear
that
talk
like
you
mean
Better
talk
what
you
mean
Or
get
caught
with
the
beam
Leave
that
chalk
on
that
scene
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
Give
a
fuck
bout
how
you
feel
Tell
that
bitch
I'm
riding
trill
Why
you
checking
for
a
dollar
I
be
checking
for
mill
Hundred
hundred
bands
Money
busting
rubber
bands
You
don't
got
it
You
don't
get
it
Then
you
don't
understand
1 I Am The Proof
2 Stacks
3 Smell Good
4 How I Live
5 Big Bad Wolf
6 Get It Popping
7 Ja Morant
8 Show You Right
9 You Dont Understand
10 Baby Tell Me
11 Icy Blue
12 Still Authentic
13 Moves
14 40 Nights
15 Same Song
16 Im a Champion
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