Dollar Signs Strap (Ft. Aston Martin Phi, Kevin Gates, Skooly & Spodee)

[Chorus: Strap]
Lord, you know I'm a sinner
Get um first, I don't remember
I remember Richcrest
I remember long pistol, yeah
Real diamond, no crystal, yeah
Dollar signs all are mental, yeah
Dollar signs all are mental, yeah
Dollar signs all are mental, yeah
Grindin' hard for my boys
Grindin' hard for my niggas
We done worked for every nickel
I ain't tryna spare a nickel
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer
Name another nigga realer

[Verse 1: Strap]
I was the star of the month
Ridin around with my boys
Ridin around with the thugs
The streets they show me some love
That beef ain't nothing, lil boy
I keeping that heat by my gut
You got you some shooters, so what?
We love [?] when we boot up
Nigga be acting so tough
I know they bluff
I know they ain't came to [?]
Might pour a four in my cup
While I count up, promise I can't get enough
Louis V frame, when the heat change
In the two seater, watch me switch lanes
Young Biscayne, I'm a six [?]
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