Lyrics:
I’m the hardest i jus had to reel em in
Counting 20s 5s 10s 50s and 100s
dirty yunny That’s a lot of rubber bands
I’m self made nigga can’t get
dollars then they coming fast
Even if he get 100 thousand they be quick to brag
Need Louie V not a leach i keep designer on my ass
Imma go hard in my Goyard
watch me work (turn up)
Talk about it I did it (did it)
Day and night I'm gone get it (yea)
Yup, gotta 100 dollar bill
Break it in a 20, couple
Five hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay)
I get money out the ass (you see it)
I thought I'd never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my
better dead it
Po wock by the dub when i’m fighting depression
Cause bills kinda late and my mama been stressing
My choppa gone flash like a camera
Them
soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought
an right
lanes,
different day same shit, I ain't playin bitch,
niggaz still got a rusty four-five wit the same clip, an see,
you can get wit
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
I was smokin', blowin' reggies tryna get high
I was carrying that heavy when I walked by
Used to have a shitty life but now it's alright
I used
from the days we didn't eat
Spent five K at Cha nay nay
Paid twenty on my VV's
Gettin' so much money they think I sold crack
Hood rich, but still takin'
the steak strip and mixed it with the lobster
Sipping Dom Perignon with the fettucine pasta
You aint never seen a hundred bands I can tell by your posture
You
twenty-nine
Every day a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, mink coat, I rode around, buy the car
Throw the tint on and I roll around
100 streams in 7 days
I think I now know why they mad
PS5 load instantly
Every time you play you're shit lag
I got the shoes I got the shirt
I got
plenty
Taco Bell
Dollar eight
Now my plates worth fifty
Key chain three hundred
Loui V on the dash
Fell in love with details ever since I got the bag
I’d
'cause I'm the man
A five into a ten
Cuz I did it again
My paper ain't thin (Glah)
Still got some opps
We've been beefing since way back
Now that I'm hot
checks
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's
A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys
Left and right, day and night
You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight
Yeah, trappin' like the Carter yeah
Double MG, we gon' crush y'all
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck y'all
Niggas, they don't want war
Spent a hundred
fuck up a flip
100 grams of the raw, nah, nah, nah
We on this shit, we spit a clip
That your whip home boy? Nah, nah, nah
Yeah I run the town like
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans
And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' cards with the old men in the club
They say i dropped a 100 k and ghost again
Reactivated instagram but dint post a thing
My akhi said he followed me & i dint follow back
I said leng
and it's sittin' on shocks
The kid straight blunted smokin' top notch chronic
A pound of what we smoke cost ninety-five hundred
I smoke it all day back
Will be the same day M.T.v. Play videos
That was a little joke, voila
Praises due to the most high, Allah
Praises due to the most fly, Prada
Baby I'm
shit a movie
You can't rewind or fast forward
Off Whites
Twenty-five hundred on some damn Forces
Designer bags back in high school
Ain't never JanSport
Went and bought a 50 slab, divide it up into ten
Sold 'em all, double down, did it again
By then you got enough to buy a quarter ounce
You sellin'
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