Detox* lyrics

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…name one b*tch that won't fall for me
Yeah, b*tch I’m a player, Capital P
I just had a meeting right after a meeting (Yeah)
About some mo’ money, my pinky ring watch hit 400
These n*ggas be cappin’, they don’t know nothing
I jumped off the porch, start road runnin’
Bro slidin’ everyday, get yo’ nose runny
These f*ck n*ggas softer than Kleenex
Fivenem, spray ‘em, no windex
This sh*t ain’t new where I been at, n*gga
Money long with a short temper
Most of these n*ggas ain’t nothing but contenders
19 years old, 20 bows in the rental
I’m EBK n*gga, plain and simple
Fn, five-sеven, aim right at his temple
Tryna see his brains, kaskan
Mе and bro robbing and Batman
I can’t go out like that man
I can’t go out like ole boy
Glock pulling up, they like “oh boy”
On that bullsh*t, Illinois
All that tough sh*t, kill the noise
Two chains on me, Tity Boy
Ballin’ so long, Eric Gordon
The head so good, let me record it
Got money calling, I can’t ignore it (Yeah, Yeah)
Money long, there’s not a shortage
X that b*tch out, she was boring
I just made some more off touring
Pouring at the top of morning
I just got some top this morning
She just help me start my day, then I smoke one to the face (Face)
Then I brush my teeth and grab my g-lock
Been chasing money for so long I think I heard my knee pop
n*ggas talking ‘bout what they gone do to me (?), he not
You gone get what he got, flush ‘em out, detox…