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[Verse 1: Dillon Cooper]


Pull up in the candy painted Caddy

Yeah I'm feelin gold


NEW YORK CITY daily chiefers


We smoke like some Seminoles


Never do I ever put the pussy on a pedestal


Get it wet and let it rain


Say I'm cold


I let it snow


Momma told me count my money


Two times just to double check


If it's short you're catchin wreck


Judo chop you in your neck


R-A-D We be the set


No time for pseudo fools yo


Yep my aura glowin

Youre magnetized

To my lavish soul


THAT'S protocol

If you didn't know

Ya foolish ho


Dash just copped 2 bottles of that Dusse so we Finna go


(Yuu Feel Me Bro)??


Got a zippy for the lo...

Of that OOK

My Guy..


Indigo soul

Don't fuck with the blow

Furious

Say you sus

Then yoU food my Guy?


(That's Real Shit)

Ya Feel Me?


Got a bad bitch

That I met on tour


Suck my dick real good....


Grow her own weed...


Understand her role know to keep it LowKey


Bottom bitch

Eyes Of The World

Fuck that nigga

Got eyes on your girl


That's that Pimp shit boy

You Elliot Spitzer


I own yo bitch

Call me Jason Itzler


[Chorus 1: Dillon Cooper]


Charge it to the game

If I took her

I ain't meant to

I ain't tryna wife her up

I just call her when I need to


Charge it to the Game

I ain't pay for half the shit I wearin

Looking niggas always staring

Man I still ain't never caring


Charge it to the game

Woooah

Wooooah

Woooah

Woooah (repeat 3x)


Woah Woah

You don't even know


[Verse 2: Dillon Cooper]


Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say but nothing comes out when they move they lips


Some foolish shit

I just play it cool

Like Ferris Beuller kid

(Uuh)


Boom I'm the bomb

Boutta blow this shit up


Tell her break it down

Shawty roll that shit up

Weed smoke sour diesel

Eyes low got me looking

Like A chino


Royal 1s kicks

I'm a king

Asian shawtys named Ming

Ball up nigga my

Jeans is balmain


Since day 1 I Been

Off the chain


Catch that fade

If you want


Come correct

My uppercut

Attention deficit


Stone cold stunner

3:16

Give them nightmares

Niggas wish they had dreams


WuTang Told me get that cream proper


Brooklyn niggas

Style of a Shotta


Cooper nigga crown heights

Killa gotcha


Got them hiding all they

Bitches In The closet


Telling their man

That it's girls Night


But she's in my crib my

Getting it poppin'


Shes a nympho

All she need is that InDo


You feel me bro?


She love me cause I'm RAD

Lungs green

Off that THC

Niggas know I stay F-L-Y

Til I D-I-E

Raptor on my chest that P-H-C

Steeze O-D

Yound Zeus

G-O-D

Super saiyan

Of that smoke

I go D-B-Z

Coop Killa

Told y'all

That I got the key

Break banks down niggas ain't stoppin me

Pay up


[Chorus 2: Dillon Cooper]


Charge it to the game

If I took her

I ain't meant to

I ain't tryna wife her up

I just call her when I need to


Charge it to the Game

I ain't pay for half the shit I'm wearin

Looking niggas always staring

Man I still ain't never caring


Charge it to the game

Woooah

Wooooah

Woooah

Woooah (repeat 3x)


Woah Woah

You don't even know 

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