RIP Tony Shhnow & 10kDunkin

[Intro]
(I really like to use cash)
(Hoodrich, bitch)

[Chorus: Tony Shhnow]
Louis jeans, black Versace shades (Hoodrich Keem)
Dawg, I am on a trap-a-thon
I ain't worried 'bout no nigga
I keep my pace, this ain't a race, it's a marathon (Hoodrich Keem, yeah, I'm thinkin' about signing that guy)
Rest in peace to Pop, X, Nipsey
At the top, the closest wanna see you fall (Damn)
Pour a four out for my dawg
I lost him and lost my soul so while I'm here I want it all

[Verse: 10kDunkin]
I want it all
Spent a couple hundred on my drawers
R.I.P. Paul
I be in that foreign, speedin', switchin' lanes, I do it all
Yeah, they used to talk down on us, now we stunt on y'all (Stunt on all y'all)
Yeah, foreign coupe, foreign bitches, they all love this designer shit
I'm allergic to thеse fuck niggas, it's fuckin' with my sinuses (I really likе to use cash)
We don't measure when we pour, 'cause bitch, 10k is not no scientist
This ain't rocket science, that boy play, I shoot him off the rip
He just thought I had my Glock, he ain't know I walked in with a stick
Niggas pillow-talkin' to these hoes, tryna impress a bitch
All these damn hoes, I don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch
Every morning I wake up, that money make my fingers itch
They don't wanna see that Glock twitch
Kickin' down them doors, I'm not no locksmith
I can't act on the scene, I ain't Will Smith
But these niggas be actin' like they will (Cash)
Never been on no drill, but they say they will
Never been in no field, but they say they will
Never kept it real, but they say they will (Not Will Smith)
Never kept that steel, but they say they will (They say they will)