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Jordache Morgan
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I need all this money I treat it like o2
When I'm fucking you know she my go to
I'm mixing this bitch you would think that I'm a pro tool
Imma hit it inside of the old school
We gon do all the things that I told you
Imma bring you right back to the old you
I know you about it just show me the bold you
And you playing so imma control you
As soon as I did it they did it
They love it they copy the image
I Ain't playing boy this ain't no scrimmage
You know that I'm getting em f
Your status in life has diminished
Your pockets now looking the thinnest
While my bitchs be looking the thickest
When you fucking we hearing them crickets
Imma fuck on a bitch and then kick it
She gon beg for a **** to stick it
Chose the baddest I know how to pick it
I might fuck and then cut I can't risk it
Wait
I can you show at my place
This could be a date
Got a schedule set for eight
Wait
Oh you ready"yea" okay
Imma get plate
Cause today you getting ate
Wait
You and I up for debate
Oh it's getting late
Oh we starting to relate
I need all this money I treat it like o2
When we fucking you know she my go to
I'm mixing this bitch you would think that I'm a pro tool
Imma hit it inside of the old school
We gon do all the things that I told you
Imma bring you right back to the old you
I know you about it just show me the bold you
And you playing so imma control you
I need all this money I treat it like o2
When we fucking you know she my go to
I'm mixing this bitch you would think that I'm a pro tool
Imma hit it inside of the old school
We gon do all the things that I told you
Imma bring you right back to the old you
I know you about it just show me the bold you
And you playing so imma control you
Oh my gah damn
So much money got it feeling like a scam like
I understand
That I'm that **** so I stay in high demand but
I know firsthand
How you feeling when this shit ain't going planned like
Don't stop expand
Or these **** they'll be coming for your brand like
You won't let these **** take another band right?
You won't let these **** get a **** jammed right?
You won't let these **** make another stand right?
You won't let these **** buy some of the land right?
You won't let these **** take all of your damn rights
You can't let em take off in the damn night
That's like you let a **** take off with yo damn wife
Better yet took off with yo damn life
I need all this money I treat it like o2
When we fucking you know she my go to
I'm mixing this bitch you would think that I'm a pro tool
Imma hit it inside of the old school
We gon do all the things that I told you
Imma bring you right back to the old you
I know you about it just show me the bold you
And you playing so imma control you
Written by: Jordache Morgan
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