[Intro]
Yo' [?], this track fire
I'm not mad, I'm furious
Mm
[Chorus]
Ayy, huh, I'm getting money, I stack it and bitch, I'ma run it up
Nigga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my niggas, we double dutch
All of my niggas, we too on, hell nah (No), you cannot come and fuck with us
Which one of them niggas move wrong? Man, I swear we gon' turn his ass into dust
[Verse 1]
Turn his ass into dust, we do not give a fuck (Yeah)
I just pulled up with my niggas, we litty (Yeah, yeah)
I really feel like the man of my city (Yuh)
Pull out a stack, yeah, them bands filled with fifties
I keep a Barbie with me, feel like Kenny (Woah)
I cannot stand you niggas so I'm sittin'
I had to save every fuckin' penny (I had to save)
I'm flexin' on niggas, I ain't even spend it
Think I ain't winning, lil' nigga, you trippin'
Just took my girl out, we went on an adventure
Remember them days I was shopping at Spencer's
That's back when I thought all that shit was expensive
I'm rockin' Fendi, Dior and Givenchy
I'm gettin' bitches galore, so exquisite
My bro was popping them pills, told him quit it
He said he was done, man, lil' bro, he was trippin'
I got a vision, I'm tryna get to that money, lil' nigga
Yeah, I'm on a mission, I gotta get it
I gotta get to these riches, I don't got no time for these bitches
Who you be tricking? I swear to god I'm not finna be with none of these lil' bitty niggas
Bitch, I'm the man of my city
All of these other lil' niggas, I swear they some leeches
[Pre-Chorus]
I might like this shit (I might like this shit)
I promise that I'm never goin' against the G-Code
Taking your shit like my name is Deebo
Tryna get chips like the fuckin' Fritos
I got everybody but who got me, though?
No benefit, you ain't got what I need, though
I don't need nobody, not one, zero
I know he ain't do it, I'm screamin', "Free bro"
[Chorus]
Ayy, huh, I'm getting money, I stack it and bitch, I'ma run it up
Nigga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my niggas gon' double dutch
All of my niggas, we too on, hell nah (No), you cannot come and fuck with us
Which one of them niggas move wrong? We gon' pull up and turn his ass into dust
[Verse 2]
Pull up, I'm bussin'
Pussy ass nigga keep the 'K like a Russian (Like a muhfuckin' Russian)
Ain't with the fussin', I'ma just pull up on ya' block and start bussin', yeah, uh
Bussin' at your homeboy, too, if he wishin' I ain't askin' no questions, yeah, uh
Ain't finna talk no shit, if I pull up, you better start running, yeah, uh
Bitch, I'm gunning, yeah, uh
Tryna get to the money, yeah, uh
Countin' hunnids, yeah, uh, Kt a mummy, yeah, uh
High school kid, Kt came from a high school kid
Tryna get the money like Roscoe did
I was gettin' money as a high school kid
Shawty tryna blow me, tryna give me brain
Rockstar shit like Kurt Cobain
Pull up on a nigga with the Glock, go, "Bang!"
Nigga could never come in my domain
I'm just tryna get me a muhfuckin' check
Play with my money, put a knife to your neck
I'm intelligent, very high-tech
Got everybody wonderin' what's coming next, yeah
[Outro]
Haha
Yo' [?], this track fire
I'm not mad, I'm furious
Mm
[Chorus]
Ayy, huh, I'm getting money, I stack it and bitch, I'ma run it up
Nigga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my niggas, we double dutch
All of my niggas, we too on, hell nah (No), you cannot come and fuck with us
Which one of them niggas move wrong? Man, I swear we gon' turn his ass into dust
[Verse 1]
Turn his ass into dust, we do not give a fuck (Yeah)
I just pulled up with my niggas, we litty (Yeah, yeah)
I really feel like the man of my city (Yuh)
Pull out a stack, yeah, them bands filled with fifties
I keep a Barbie with me, feel like Kenny (Woah)
I cannot stand you niggas so I'm sittin'
I had to save every fuckin' penny (I had to save)
I'm flexin' on niggas, I ain't even spend it
Think I ain't winning, lil' nigga, you trippin'
Just took my girl out, we went on an adventure
Remember them days I was shopping at Spencer's
That's back when I thought all that shit was expensive
I'm rockin' Fendi, Dior and Givenchy
I'm gettin' bitches galore, so exquisite
My bro was popping them pills, told him quit it
He said he was done, man, lil' bro, he was trippin'
I got a vision, I'm tryna get to that money, lil' nigga
Yeah, I'm on a mission, I gotta get it
I gotta get to these riches, I don't got no time for these bitches
Who you be tricking? I swear to god I'm not finna be with none of these lil' bitty niggas
Bitch, I'm the man of my city
All of these other lil' niggas, I swear they some leeches
[Pre-Chorus]
I might like this shit (I might like this shit)
I promise that I'm never goin' against the G-Code
Taking your shit like my name is Deebo
Tryna get chips like the fuckin' Fritos
I got everybody but who got me, though?
No benefit, you ain't got what I need, though
I don't need nobody, not one, zero
I know he ain't do it, I'm screamin', "Free bro"
[Chorus]
Ayy, huh, I'm getting money, I stack it and bitch, I'ma run it up
Nigga want beef [?] but if he wanna jump, then my niggas gon' double dutch
All of my niggas, we too on, hell nah (No), you cannot come and fuck with us
Which one of them niggas move wrong? We gon' pull up and turn his ass into dust
[Verse 2]
Pull up, I'm bussin'
Pussy ass nigga keep the 'K like a Russian (Like a muhfuckin' Russian)
Ain't with the fussin', I'ma just pull up on ya' block and start bussin', yeah, uh
Bussin' at your homeboy, too, if he wishin' I ain't askin' no questions, yeah, uh
Ain't finna talk no shit, if I pull up, you better start running, yeah, uh
Bitch, I'm gunning, yeah, uh
Tryna get to the money, yeah, uh
Countin' hunnids, yeah, uh, Kt a mummy, yeah, uh
High school kid, Kt came from a high school kid
Tryna get the money like Roscoe did
I was gettin' money as a high school kid
Shawty tryna blow me, tryna give me brain
Rockstar shit like Kurt Cobain
Pull up on a nigga with the Glock, go, "Bang!"
Nigga could never come in my domain
I'm just tryna get me a muhfuckin' check
Play with my money, put a knife to your neck
I'm intelligent, very high-tech
Got everybody wonderin' what's coming next, yeah
[Outro]
Haha
( Kt.Lake )
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