[Verse]
Yeah, for them hundreds I'm hittin' the road
You know I'm goin' Messi
Ayy, play wit' my money I'm gettin' him gone
Nigga, yeah that's some mob shit
Play wit' my money I'm goin' rouge
You know we leave him missin'
Uh, yeah for that money we goin' rouge
Nigga we- uh, shh, huh
I'm rockin' diamonds, these hoes go crazy
I'm copping a fat ass chain, uh
I'm wit' my killer, you know he go crazy
Yeah, he on demon time
Soon as I wake I'm countin' the cake like my life on rewind
Yeah he went out, he copped him a Glock
I guess he a dеmon now
You know I'm swappin' all these hoes out
I'm up, thought I needеd her
I'm too geeked up, I done earned my stripes
Yeah, he in the bleachers still, shh
That nigga went and go copped him a brand new Glock
Guess he a demon now
And lil' Jay, he hopped out broad day
Walked down, nigga know he cleanin' up
Nigga went and copped him a brand new Glock
I guess that boy a demon now
And lil' Daroo hit they block up
Yeah hit his top, he leave him leakin' now
In a all red 488 look like it's bleedin' huh
Huh, huh, yeah I went up on the opps
Niggas mad we leavin' them
Huh, huh, nigga went up on the opps
You know we rich as hell
I just went Van Cleef, new Marni on me
Yeah, I'm in new Chanel
I stay in the bank more than the bank teller
Nigga, you could tell
He put it on God he was gettin' paid
And he goin' straight to hell
Yeah, for them hundreds I'm hittin' the road
You know I'm goin' Messi
Ayy, play wit' my money I'm gettin' him gone
Nigga, yeah that's some mob shit
Play wit' my money I'm goin' rouge
You know we leave him missin'
Uh, yeah for that money we goin' rouge
Nigga we- uh, shh, huh
I'm rockin' diamonds, these hoes go crazy
I'm copping a fat ass chain, uh
I'm wit' my killer, you know he go crazy
Yeah, he on demon time
Soon as I wake I'm countin' the cake like my life on rewind
Yeah he went out, he copped him a Glock
I guess he a dеmon now
You know I'm swappin' all these hoes out
I'm up, thought I needеd her
I'm too geeked up, I done earned my stripes
Yeah, he in the bleachers still, shh
That nigga went and go copped him a brand new Glock
Guess he a demon now
And lil' Jay, he hopped out broad day
Walked down, nigga know he cleanin' up
Nigga went and copped him a brand new Glock
I guess that boy a demon now
And lil' Daroo hit they block up
Yeah hit his top, he leave him leakin' now
In a all red 488 look like it's bleedin' huh
Huh, huh, yeah I went up on the opps
Niggas mad we leavin' them
Huh, huh, nigga went up on the opps
You know we rich as hell
I just went Van Cleef, new Marni on me
Yeah, I'm in new Chanel
I stay in the bank more than the bank teller
Nigga, you could tell
He put it on God he was gettin' paid
And he goin' straight to hell
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