[Intro]
(Zay boy you went too crazy)
[Verse 1: Polo Money]
Designer on me I be dripping nigga's rent money
Niggas hatin' but can't even match my bitch money
Brodie called they ain't tryna get involved but got some Tris in me
Finna hit the store and grab a pop just save a six fa me
Flashin'
All these diamonds on me and this money too I'm comin' through
You could bring your friend yeah she comin too
These karats on my body got me water like I'm drippin' soup
Lately I've been posted to the neck I might get a coupe
What these niggas do a week I prolly made today
2021 I'm coming crazy in a major way
Why these niggas hate I got him sick could see it in his face
I can't fuck with niggas if I never seen them in the back
Like hold on, hold on, hold on
That is not cookie
I'm not a rookie I can tell by how that shit is lookin'
You just copped a pint without that seal
You know you need a whoopin'
Lil bro the goat at robbin' shit I guess he into crookin'
Drop sumn'
Fuck a song you niggas know the rest
Pack play exotics what I'm smoking I only roll the best
I call up my brodie "what you doing" He posted in the jects
Swerving lanes blowing cookie while she giving neck
He just send some money on the gram I just died laughing
Niggas talking foreign till they flip and they die crashin'
I just spent some money on these grams cause I like cashin'
Off-White mixed with the bape 'could tell I like fashion
(Zay boy you went too crazy)
[Verse 1: Polo Money]
Designer on me I be dripping nigga's rent money
Niggas hatin' but can't even match my bitch money
Brodie called they ain't tryna get involved but got some Tris in me
Finna hit the store and grab a pop just save a six fa me
Flashin'
All these diamonds on me and this money too I'm comin' through
You could bring your friend yeah she comin too
These karats on my body got me water like I'm drippin' soup
Lately I've been posted to the neck I might get a coupe
What these niggas do a week I prolly made today
2021 I'm coming crazy in a major way
Why these niggas hate I got him sick could see it in his face
I can't fuck with niggas if I never seen them in the back
Like hold on, hold on, hold on
That is not cookie
I'm not a rookie I can tell by how that shit is lookin'
You just copped a pint without that seal
You know you need a whoopin'
Lil bro the goat at robbin' shit I guess he into crookin'
Drop sumn'
Fuck a song you niggas know the rest
Pack play exotics what I'm smoking I only roll the best
I call up my brodie "what you doing" He posted in the jects
Swerving lanes blowing cookie while she giving neck
He just send some money on the gram I just died laughing
Niggas talking foreign till they flip and they die crashin'
I just spent some money on these grams cause I like cashin'
Off-White mixed with the bape 'could tell I like fashion
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