Yeah,
yeah,
I wake up,
go outside,
cut me down,
where the money at?
Ix in my jeans,
I got no denim,
I could never slay
Yeah,
I live that life,
cut that thot,
y'all drunk,
won't count me in
I'm the boy who live, I was born to flex
Only thing in my mind is drugs and racks
Only thing in my mind is money and racks
Thing in my mind is drugs and drugs
And thing in my mind is money and
Ah, money and
Ah, what the *
What the *, now I can't eat things
My ego big, I don't need no shrink
I ain't tryna have * like a weak-ass B
I get money like all them weaks So I spend money like all them weaks
Three bands at my G,
my feet Bad bitches look like my dream
Yeah,
why would you *** your laser?
I ain't never * by the hater
I come from the dark like Vader,
yeah Now I'm a black and slayers,
yeah
The young nigga triple who raised He want smoke,
get pie like Baker
I got a shoot like nigga,
I'ma take it Yeah,
I'm talkin' bout Liam Neeson
I wake up,
go outside,
cut me down,
where the money be?
I know niggas throw up beads I'm 4,
drink that S.I.P.
I'm VLH,
you run my VLH,
you run my D I wake up,
make a Sony,
trace it like a money tree