Layup

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On my Prada shoes spent 2 stacks up a day
Prada collar, not my problem if yo stacks can't match my bank
Wait
How much could you make?
Different dollars everyday
Play with 50s and them 100s
Might throw all them dubs away
Thousand dollars every step I take
Every move I make
better move cautious
Cause these niggas tryna rob me out my bank
I'm too geeked
Can't get tired
I'm just meek
Not too mild
Don't need to speak
I just vibe
Every time I speak I ease my mind
Counting hunnids can't get tired
I just made my way to the bank
Steady thumbing threw these thous
I know that yo bitch can't wait
Okay
let me get back to this cake
Decadent I got the recipe
Yeah I just add to taste
Tryna get a Grammy like I'm Drake
Piss all on it like I'm Ye
Don't give a f*ck what them white folks say
Long as these racks stuffed in my bank
I think I fell in love
Keep on staring at this cake
My pocket full of dubs
Now this girl all in my face
Like what you saying?
Like "Marzo we ain't talked in ages"
Girl you just playing
Member back when you ain't have no patience
Now you here praying
My heart locked inside all these cages
Ain't no demand
Then this bitch started burning sage
Like oh my
Still no stylist still step out the flyest
Aye
I'm the pilot
Guiding all these bitches to my private jet
Came correct
Ain't no back and forth all I hear is that's a bet
He still wondering why when I walk by that lil
Bitch lost her breath
Damn
They done learned don't play with me cause I got all the checks
556s 223s and all them pistols
Way too safe when I Rock my Richard
First I got rich then I got richer
Please don't talk cause I won't listen
Get white chalked, and you might go missing
Keep tryna f*ck round with my women
Still can't find my linens
Trade that off white for that Ricky
Big shout out to Virg
Lost my nerves time to splurge
Got that check won't reimburse
Y'all boys still wait on the first
Pink slip on the dash cop that coupe
Parked on the curb
Look please don't ask me how I'm living
Two more cribs and five more women
I don't argue bout no women
Take her back cause I lost interest
Oh my God boy how you living?
That's your crib, but he got evicted
Know your limits
Mind your business
How you broke and you so picky?
Now yo women in my whip
And it's all tinted
So you won't see what's up in it
They start trickin then I put them in my rear view
Heard you had my back but I don't see you
Or hear you
When you turned your back I saw the real you
Im different entirely
Persistence inside me
Can't let hate get beside me
Sing to your girl like I'm an Isley
Let her rub all on my diamonds
While I take her to my islands
Boy it ain't no point in lying
I can tell your vision dying
slowly
Still no uh
Still no what
Still no way
Still no way that these niggas think I still ain't got no paper
Oh okay
First off I'll say I'm paid
Let's get that out the way
No need for conversation
Say you getting money we know that's a lie
Just me and my dogs we won't sacrifice
Know I had to open doors now we living life
Told me she wasn't gone go but boy I know the type
Met her at my crib and had us one hell of a night
Copped her a one way ticket she bad at goodbyes

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