Lyrics:
Did her like Lil Wayne
Made her bedrock
Catch him lacking when he riding
Shoot up the car
She know my future bright
She said she want a star
Popped
Yeah, bitch, I know you remember, I'm still one ill ass lil' nigga
I wake up and take my meds because I'm ill (ill)
I pump weight in the traphouse, not
over to the bank
We call that canary suffle
Hook
I'm a lil bitch cause I fuck good
Now I got money so I fuck you!
I'm a lil bitch cause I fuck good!
Now
like Thousand Island
My dough runnin' like a broken faucet
I'm the landlord, you in the housing projects
In the drive-thru, makin' bank deposits
Crazy
a chicken wang.
Work ethic of Lil’ Wayne, no time to hang.
MASS DEMP on my chain.
Dawg him I’m off the chain
Makin’ Lululemonade.
Fuckas I eliminate.
MASS
Ahile im robbin da bank
Took my 10 gs
Pit them all in the bag
U loose smthing
Shes busy lil bro if u searchin ur slatt
If ur searchin ur slatt,
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I really wish that all y'all would stop worrying about me and give a fuck about you
Forreal
The money in the bank won't flash
behind in my Rari
You’re behind
Lil ma lil baby
I’m fresh im starry.
Dm me,call me later
I’m a bitch
You my hater
Money splash
I’m so fresh
Give me
to the game
Gold chain, diamond ring, pinky ring (shine)
My son got a dub in his piggy bank
I got it out the mud to get bigger rank (mud)
I'm sippin'
thought I seen death.
I woke up at the med still woozy from my jackin
T-Money walked in and he told me what had happened.
I knew him from the hood, but I
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
a camera (flip the switch)
First met her in some open toed sandals (yeah, hey)
Now her attitude like a candle (she lit, lit)
That bag make you wanna up
feel some pain
My unc ain't no Peter Parker, but fell in love with Mary Jane
Ima make some shit shake like the dreads on top of Wayne
We going rush his
I been had the game in a lock
I been had the choppa on lock
I been on my way to the top
Gimme my swag, I been had it
Oh das your lil queen?, I been
Gimme my motherfuckin' money
I want the bags want the racks want it all
Lil bitch you think it's funny
I need the cash need the stacks gotta ball
packing heat trying to get
A little fame by snatching a rappers chain little shorty want to
Gang bang snort cane sip lean like Lil Wayne cock back take
Aim
caption it that
Song I can't remember
Yeah, we some foul mouth, money-spеnding
Motherfuckin' '90s kids
Ayy, bank account running out
Like my patiencе is
You fucked with my brain
Now it's not the same
So staying in ya lane
Banks is the name
He's going insane
New LaFerrari
I feel like Bruce Wayne
Now you
of the Chi
And I'm backing her up
Flow be ugly but it's a beautiful thing
Aluminum rings
Get money like I'm moving dem thangs
I got connects in every
with them losers
I can't not do it
It's money here
Out to run up threw it
Focus to win
The millions
Want em up by 10
Then start it again
Fuck it
Let me
Love to pick you up when I walk in the bank
Swimming in that money ima shark in a tank
Said I'd get you they said "in my wildest dreams"
But now I got
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Execute porn
Smooth high-stepping in the marching band
I turned in my drum and I started to rap
Now beats I make, make my bank so fat
It's Too $hort, on the mic
whips out, and I'm smokin' nigga
You think you high as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga
Cali weed in a dutch, purple lean in my cup
Smokin' while
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