i just hope that my death makes more cents than my life Scrim

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[Intro]
You did good, $lick
It's a smash

[Chorus]
Yeah, money goin' up
Goin' up, yeah (Turn me up, up, up, up)
I keep goin' up, goin' up, yeah, yeah
I keep goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, up, yeah
Money goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Cash up, mask up, yeah, mhm
Drank up, paid up, nah, mhm
When I'm up, spend it up, yeah, mhm
When I'm up, don't give a fuck, nah, mhm (Let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Verse]
I just bought my girl Chanel and a Birkin bag (Turn me up)
I just rolled past twelve with the percocet
I been doin' too well to be feelin' sad
I just spent a hundred K on my mom and dad
I might spend another hundred on my bitch car
Damn, my pockets too swole to be pissed off
Pullin' up, lookin' like I came from Yellow Stone
Hit my realtor like "Yeah, I need another home"
I might take off like a Kia, boy
Tell my plug I need a key of boy
I done dropped seven figures in the trap house
Dope dick, yeah, all my bitches tapped out
Masked up in the stu, I done left the streets
Still paranoid, always keep my heat in me
Young North, in the GLE I feel like Yeat
Young Wetto in the Uris, man, I feel like Keef
Got the AR in the Ram like I'm Kayce Dutton
I got plenty bitches lyin' sayin' that we fuckin'
All these bitches on my wood like a tree hugger
I got family, they can't wait to see me under 'cause I'm