We done late talk, we done had a few drinks, and the next thing you know I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I'm a freak, you know I'm feelin' like Greek
Gotta get them bucks, count it up again, and I count it up again, and I count it up again
And it still ain't enough, I done came up down like that
Still poppin' my, you know like so what
I just hopped off 75, now I'm on the north side
I'ma push it, I'ma gon' hit the clutch
Even though you suck good, in that real fat
You got blocked cause you do too much
Standin' on the couch with a pocket full of money
And a bottle in my hand, I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barber, you done with your lips
Now you workin' on your titties and your
All these b****s in the club and you n***a wanna fight
Ain't you lookin' like a sucker?
All these b****s on the f***, yellow diamonds on me
Wrists lookin' like mustard
All this money in the world and you beefin' bout a b****
It's a trade up a buster
All this money in the world and you beefin' bout a b****
All this money in the world and you beefin' bout a b****
It's a trade up a b****
What you tell me?
Yeah, we know the b**** is an airhead
I be jumpin' bombs over Baghdad, yeah, yeah
Now I do it big like Khaled
How I remember sleepin' on a pallet, yeah, yeah
If you want the pressure, you can have it
Told y'all to hit me on the gadget, yeah
Had to put the farm in the traffic
Wintertime Fendi on the jacket, yeah
Yeah, yeah, figured out a loophole
So you gettin' money, kudos
I'm in a group, that's a duo
Shout it real sweet like a churro
I remember eatin' ramen noodles
I still eat noodles
Trade in the port for a two-door
Left wrist colder than Pluto
We done linked up, we done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know, I was in her guts
Heard you a freak and you heard I'm a freak
You know I'm feelin' like Greek, gotta get them bucks
Counted up again and I counted up again
And I counted up again and it still ain't enough
I done came up, they don't like that s***
Still poppin' my s***, you know, like, so what?
I just hopped off 75, now I'm on Northside
I'ma push it, I'ma gon' hit the clutch
Even though you suck good, when that d*** real fat
You got blocked cause you do too much
Standing on the car with a pocket
Full of money and a bottle in my hand
I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barber
You done with your lips
Now you workin' on your titties
And you all these b***s in the club
And you n***a wanna fight
Ain't you lookin' like a sucker?
All these b***s wanna f***
Della diamonds on me
Wrists lookin' like mustard
All this money in the world
And you beefin' bout a b***h
It's a trade-up, a buster
All this money in the world
And you beefin' bout a b***h
It's a trade-up, a buster
Stackin' up the money, shout it
You ain't not important
I done loaded up on sticks
Like I'm bout to go to war
Everything I rock be custom
I don't go in the store
And I ain't lookin' for no vibe
If they play, I'ma slap
Mail a shot, I took the toast
You know I'm summin' with the bros
And I don't really like to brag
I got a whole lot of cash
Put some paper on your head
Like a temporary tag
Now your face on a shirt
Your whole family gotta wear
Yo, my b***h got bags in the Tahoe
I pop too much s***
I cannot be embarrassed
Ran up a whole lot of money
Why they start actin' funny?
I don't know
If it's smoke, I'ma clear it
My diamonds dance, this is water
I swear I done came from the dirt
B***h, I look like a chick
Rockin' Cartier, I can't f*** you for real
I never show you where I live
But you down at the 12
Didn't link up
We done had a few drinks
And the next thing you know
I was in her guts
Heard you a freak
And you heard I'm a freak
You know I'm feelin' like Greek
Gotta get them bucks
I count it up again
And I count it up again
And I count it up again
And it still ain't enough
I done came up
They don't like that s***
Still poppin' my s***
You don't like it, so what?
I just hopped off 75
Now I'm on Northside
I'ma push it
I'ma go and hit the clutch
Even though you suck good
When that s*** real fat
You got blocked
Cause you do too much
Standin' on the cart
With a pocket full of money
And a bottle in my hand
I can see you in the cut
I can tell you wanna be a barber
You done with your lips
Now you rockin' on your titties
And you all these b****s
In the club
And you n***a wanna fight
Ain't you lookin' like a sucker?
Yeah
All these b****s
Wanna f***
Tell the dummies on me
Rich lookin' like mustard
Yeah
All this money in the world
And you beefin' about a b****
It's a trade up a buster
Yeah
All this money in the world
And you beefin' about a b****
It's a trade up a b****