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Yeah (Bang)
Loaded, I'm loaded (Bang, bang, bang, on God)
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money
On God (This shit mandatory, nigga)
(Daniel, what's up?)
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money (No rap)
I made it out on my own, hundred racks on my phone, but a bitch can't get nothin' from me (No rap)
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Still wrappin' packs like a mummy)
Loaded, I'm loaded (Bang, bang, bang, on God)
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money
On God (This shit mandatory, nigga)
(Daniel, what's up?)
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money (No rap)
I made it out on my own, hundred racks on my phone, but a bitch can't get nothin' from me (No rap)
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Still wrappin' packs like a mummy)
Couple thousand for a song, we was trappin' 'til dawn
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy (Yeah)
All of these Grants in my pants, but I ain't go to college (Bang)
And I don't care if you thick, all of my bitches rich, ho, you gotta have more than a body (No rap)
I try to stay out mix, niggas hate that we lit, so I keep somethin' that kick like karate (That kick)
I was just down on my dick, went and found me a fix, now my diamonds hittin' harder than Bobby, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
It cost few thousand to drip like this
No Freddie, but I got some rolls in the bank (No cap)
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy (Yeah)
All of these Grants in my pants, but I ain't go to college (Bang)
And I don't care if you thick, all of my bitches rich, ho, you gotta have more than a body (No rap)
I try to stay out mix, niggas hate that we lit, so I keep somethin' that kick like karate (That kick)
I was just down on my dick, went and found me a fix, now my diamonds hittin' harder than Bobby, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
It cost few thousand to drip like this
No Freddie, but I got some rolls in the bank (No cap)
Shout out the niggas who locked in them chains, know it's hard to maintain, gotta make 'em a shank (Bang)
We pull up deep if you payin' the fee, all this water on me, VVs wet as a sink (On God)
I be ignorin' these hoes, I been focused on touchin' an M, no, I ain't tryna link
Ayy, designer pants, won't catch me in no Levis (Yeah)
They ain't gettin' to no pape', so they D-ride
And I been beatin' shit since I was knee-high (Knee)
Niggas lazy and broke and I see why
Two-tone diamonds yellow like a beehive (Uh-huh)
Turn an Airbnb into V Live
Baby, I just wanna fuck, you can't be mine (Baby)
And we runnin' through O's like a D-line
We pull up deep if you payin' the fee, all this water on me, VVs wet as a sink (On God)
I be ignorin' these hoes, I been focused on touchin' an M, no, I ain't tryna link
Ayy, designer pants, won't catch me in no Levis (Yeah)
They ain't gettin' to no pape', so they D-ride
And I been beatin' shit since I was knee-high (Knee)
Niggas lazy and broke and I see why
Two-tone diamonds yellow like a beehive (Uh-huh)
Turn an Airbnb into V Live
Baby, I just wanna fuck, you can't be mine (Baby)
And we runnin' through O's like a D-line
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money
I made it out on my own, hundred racks on my phone
But a bitch can't get nothin' from me
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Still wrappin' packs like a mummy)
Couple thousand for a song, we was trappin' 'til dawn
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy
Talkin' 'bout killin' ain't countin' dead faces (What?)
I'm in a 'Lac, it was high-speed chases
Do what I do 'cause I know that they hate it
I made it out on my own, hundred racks on my phone
But a bitch can't get nothin' from me
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Still wrappin' packs like a mummy)
Couple thousand for a song, we was trappin' 'til dawn
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy
Talkin' 'bout killin' ain't countin' dead faces (What?)
I'm in a 'Lac, it was high-speed chases
Do what I do 'cause I know that they hate it
Need somethin' out the way with a pool in a gated (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck with the Rollie, but AP my favorite (Yeah)
Spendin' these thousands, but still gotta save it
We brought the trap back to life like a baby
When I touch million, can say that I made it (Woah)
Gettin' some money only thing on my mind
Hundreds all in my head like designs (Designs)
Can't be with us, you ain't countin' dollar signs
And I been havin' before I was signed
Five-percent tint, I don't care 'bout a fine
Throw the flag, we make niggas resign
Rolex my wrist, but I can't tell the time
And we gon' ball like MJ in his prime
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money (Bang)
Fuck with the Rollie, but AP my favorite (Yeah)
Spendin' these thousands, but still gotta save it
We brought the trap back to life like a baby
When I touch million, can say that I made it (Woah)
Gettin' some money only thing on my mind
Hundreds all in my head like designs (Designs)
Can't be with us, you ain't countin' dollar signs
And I been havin' before I was signed
Five-percent tint, I don't care 'bout a fine
Throw the flag, we make niggas resign
Rolex my wrist, but I can't tell the time
And we gon' ball like MJ in his prime
Ayy, if I don't do shit else, I'ma go get some money (Bang)
I made it out on my own, hundred racks on my phone
But a bitch can't get nothin' from me
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Woah)
Couple thousand for a song, we was trappin' 'til dawn
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy (Loaded)
But a bitch can't get nothin' from me
Tryna leave the streets alone 'cause I been could've blown
But I'm still wrappin' packs like a mummy (Woah)
Couple thousand for a song, we was trappin' 'til dawn
Now I'm countin' through the dead like a zombie, ayy (Loaded)
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