So Many Kids lyrics

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Every other day I be shopping for designer
This b*tch sucked the soul out me, had me whining
This weed so good, it came from a different climate
I be wet as hell, make a hating n*gga vomit
n*ggas know to stay up out my way 'cause I'm a problem
All jokes aside, boy I bet these bullets hawk you
Little kids see me and they point like, "He balling"
These n*ggas want a verse, they be begging me so often
These n*ggas want a verse, they like, "Get me out the coffin"
Got so much BAPE, I'll wear it to go jogging
She wanna f*ck so bad, I'm getting money so I'm stalling
She like what the f*ck you on, you pour cups up way too often
A hunnid thousand ain't sh*t, I look at it like its nothing
Boy, all jokes aside, I got more money than your uncle
sh*t, all I hear is, "Baby" or, "The Goat" what they call me
My n*gga going down the way, when he make it, he gon' call me
If it ain't about no money, lil' boy you bet' not call me
I ain't tryna keep in touch 'cause y'all broke and I'm balling
sh*t I'm off a six of red, I don't know how I'm walking
Your opinion don't matter, I don't know why you talking
When I wake up out my sleep, all I see is dollar signs
All I see is designer like I got Prada eyes
I got so many kids rapping, I'm so f*cking proud of mine
I'd copy me too cause these other n*ggas dry
I'm off so much Codeine, I don't think that I should drive
Blew a pound yesterday, I don't know how I'm alive
I'ma hit her from the back, I don't let no b*tches ride
Contemplating with this b*tch, if I'm bout to pour a line
Got a party pack of Percs, it look like a bag of goodies
You tryna save that lil' money, I'll spend it on some hoodies
Choppa with the wood grain, only use it for the bullies
What the f*ck you talking bout, six K and you can book me