No Wallet Future
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[Hook]
I got the cash in my pocket right now and it's folded up, ain't got no wallet
I order Ace of Spades cause when I pour up I drink out the bottle
Cash on delivery, keepin' a pole on me if it's a problem
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gone hit on me you gotta swallow
[Verse 1]
You already know the niggas that roll with me ain't nothing but robbers
You already seeing this ice that I got on, it's looking like water
'Cause already knowing this Audemar cost me like two quarters
Already knowing we jumpin on the plane, we gettin' the charter
You already knowin' I gotta get paid, so send my deposit
I seen the smoke, it was rising
Burn down the house, I was vibing
Come through the hood, I was sliding
A nigga be dead if he try me
Got a beautiful chick sitting beside me
I came from the creek, it was violent
Police in the street tryna find me
You put me on charts and I climb 'em
I was ducking them narcs, I was grinding
Now I jump 'cross the stage like I'm flying
I go harder and harder with timing
I'm just filling the void, I can't hide it
I'm just taking the poison and I know it
I got way too much money to show it
I got the cash in my pocket right now and it's folded up, ain't got no wallet
I order Ace of Spades cause when I pour up I drink out the bottle
Cash on delivery, keepin' a pole on me if it's a problem
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gone hit on me you gotta swallow
[Verse 1]
You already know the niggas that roll with me ain't nothing but robbers
You already seeing this ice that I got on, it's looking like water
'Cause already knowing this Audemar cost me like two quarters
Already knowing we jumpin on the plane, we gettin' the charter
You already knowin' I gotta get paid, so send my deposit
I seen the smoke, it was rising
Burn down the house, I was vibing
Come through the hood, I was sliding
A nigga be dead if he try me
Got a beautiful chick sitting beside me
I came from the creek, it was violent
Police in the street tryna find me
You put me on charts and I climb 'em
I was ducking them narcs, I was grinding
Now I jump 'cross the stage like I'm flying
I go harder and harder with timing
I'm just filling the void, I can't hide it
I'm just taking the poison and I know it
I got way too much money to show it
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