[Verse 1: Armanibanz!]
Dirty trippin', he just let some rat hoes pull up to the mansion
I could fuck any nigga bitch because I'm rich and handsome
Pulled a bitch in this basic-ass 'fit 'cause my diamonds dancin'
How I'm doin' crimes, makin' music like I'm Charles Manson
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Walk in the booth, told Lil Mani I can hop on any beat
I'm a pro drifter, I can slide the Scat Pack on any street
In the summer, got into it with some niggas old December beef
Told my nigga get away from me, that switch keep on temptin' me
[Verse 3: Armanibanz!]
Tuh, she say, "Oh, you big money? Yeah, literally"
If you see me and E ski'd up, we on everything
I'll go and buy my bitch a house before a wedding ring
When it come to gеttin' bags gone, that's my specialty
Stop flexin' with that chain, boy, you know your nеck fake
Stab the pedal in the Hellcat, I made his neck break
I love my fiends, trap jumpin' like I did a head fake
Big chopper on me, touch more niggas than a fuckin' handshake
I got rich off of music, so I'm doin' what the fans say
Told that pussy nigga don't come out the crib, that's a mandate
He was actin' cut, so we patched him up like a Band-Aid
Doin' hand-to-hand with the fiends, my money handmade
Niggas watch my every move, they need to up a fanpage
Niggas broke, you'd never see me flexin' when my mans can't
Pull up to the party, get it poppin' like some champagne
Ever since I dropped a Mani piece, I been goin' rampage
Dirty trippin', he just let some rat hoes pull up to the mansion
I could fuck any nigga bitch because I'm rich and handsome
Pulled a bitch in this basic-ass 'fit 'cause my diamonds dancin'
How I'm doin' crimes, makin' music like I'm Charles Manson
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Walk in the booth, told Lil Mani I can hop on any beat
I'm a pro drifter, I can slide the Scat Pack on any street
In the summer, got into it with some niggas old December beef
Told my nigga get away from me, that switch keep on temptin' me
[Verse 3: Armanibanz!]
Tuh, she say, "Oh, you big money? Yeah, literally"
If you see me and E ski'd up, we on everything
I'll go and buy my bitch a house before a wedding ring
When it come to gеttin' bags gone, that's my specialty
Stop flexin' with that chain, boy, you know your nеck fake
Stab the pedal in the Hellcat, I made his neck break
I love my fiends, trap jumpin' like I did a head fake
Big chopper on me, touch more niggas than a fuckin' handshake
I got rich off of music, so I'm doin' what the fans say
Told that pussy nigga don't come out the crib, that's a mandate
He was actin' cut, so we patched him up like a Band-Aid
Doin' hand-to-hand with the fiends, my money handmade
Niggas watch my every move, they need to up a fanpage
Niggas broke, you'd never see me flexin' when my mans can't
Pull up to the party, get it poppin' like some champagne
Ever since I dropped a Mani piece, I been goin' rampage
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