Yeah, woah, yeah
Yeah
I’ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon’ pick it up
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i think i’m losing it
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i ain’t never had it
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i pull up with mad b#tches
I’m on that b#llsh#t, put money on your head quick
Running to that money, these hoes don’t mean nothing
f#ck her then i’m done, i’m still on the road like i’m on the run
Spent thirty thousand on some clothes, i don’t even wear ’em
Another four on some damn cologne, i ain’t even smell it
I’ma walk in with my stick in my hand, any n#gg# can get it, yeah
Alexander mcqueen, i got hoes from a to z
I’m a sеlfish n#gg#, but when it come to the gang, wе all gon’ eat
I keep spending money, splurging, do that sh#t on purpose
Damn, i know you hurt, b#tch
Yeah, i know you wish you had me back, b#tch
This wood so damn good, i can’t even pass it
Her p#ss# so good, pass her down to lil’ quin
They wondering where i been, b#tch, i’m out here getting bills
She keep asking to play that song with trippie and kankan
I’m screaming vlad life, yeah, zelly, that’s my right hand
Kobe, he the other one, we gon’ shoot to win
Me and sunny2point0, we pulled up in two benzes
I’ma throw it up
Yeah, money on the ground, she gon’ pick it up
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i think i’m losing it
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i ain’t never had it
I’m on that b#llsh#t, i pull up with mad b#tches
I’m on that b#llsh#t, put money on your head quick
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