[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Quincy Tellem
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Lean)

[Verse 1: M Huncho]
I told my brothers that now I'm a superstar
That doesn't mean I won't buy you machines (Bow, bow)
Gettin' this money, it gives me a sugar rush
Think I'm diabetic, I got all this cream
Treated my brother like he is my mama's child, ah
Too late to reconcile, ah
It made me the bigger man
Now I'm Wraiths, I count all these stacks of cream

[Chorus: M Huncho]
Recline, I lean, my bitch, Celine
The Louis, the V, my life, supreme
I work, they dream, I count, they scheme
I spend, they pree, the ice VVs

[Verse 2: M Huncho]
Packin' my bags (Packin' my bags), I'm 'bout to fly overseas (Fly, fly)
Run up a tab-tab, send the accountant receipts (Receipts)
Cash rules everything around me, cream
Drop is so clean, clean, clean
I got a bitch with Celine dreams
She fell in love with the CC
Louis bandanas, we put 'round the hammer
Might buy a stick in Atlanta
We do not do this for camera, no
Fuck all the glitz and the glamour
Fuck the glamour, been in the bandos, still a trapper
Fitted caps, but you know we ain't cappers
In the Maybach, the feeling's ecstatic
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