only time w lyrics cuz i mumbled the shit out of it

Having all dis bans make me feel like atm
Shawty wanna fuck but i told her give them hell
Having all dis money got me feeling like montreal
I cant fuck w broke bitches dats too much to fail

I just want a bad bitch to support my cry for help
I aint going bad but im always moving stealth
And they keep on asking why im always on my self
The laugh up in their head this glock 11 is gon bail

It aint funny dat ur friends are crying to me
Cuz ur bitch ass couldnt do nothing once u fell asleep
U talking mad crazy for someone w little cheese
I aint trynna fw u, ur just anotha machine

Leave upfront ur house w all dis bullets w machines
Now u da one asking for money hoocked up w machines
I cant trust nobody cuz they all up on my radar
Talking big smack we gon pull up w the ar

Im not the one trynna be mean w dis all fake cars
I aint trynna be the one w all dis fucking fake cash
I aint getting caught by the opps we gon stay or dash
Choppa really sing this bullets like its an opera

#ATM/ELLO/

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