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Itchin' Lyrics

We get real money my n****
Rickie Rosay
The untouchable empire
MMG
I'm excited right now
Living life right now
Black bar mitzvah, s*** is a party right now
It's too easy right now
Shout out to the conglomerate n****
October 30th
Dreams and nightmares, that's what's all about
Meek Millie
Over a dozen whips
Young n***** get paper man
Few of my n***** multimillionaires already, no albums out
We run this s*** literally
Death Jam records, salute
Warner brothers, salute
Power circle
Should be blessed to be in our presence
I whip my hair round with milk
All my boxers be silk
You p**** n***** should chill, we keep the city on tilt
I put on for my walls, down for my area code
We here to let you go to prison, gotta bury your dough
Respect that holly my n****, yo we out here my n*****
You're so high with my n***** Salasy out here my n****
I recite only lethal, yeah them label to pour it
I get high in the cathedral, and I feel so important
How I'm popping them bands, your man just won't stop
I f***** them friends, came out on top
Then she wanted a b*** and she named the spot
But me being the boss, I take her straight to wingstop
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I ride around the city and I got that calculator
I'm a m************ monster when it come to getting that paper, hey!
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