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[Chorus]
We went against all the odds and we got lumber
We treat this shit like a mob you goin' under (yo)
I pull it out the garage and I'm goin' bonkers (Skrr-skrr)
I show them time after time ain't nothing I can't conquer (ain't nothing I can't conquer)
Count this money so much how much I make his gang green (gang green)
Patek and Audemaurs water that just for the bad ting's (bad ting's)
Chanel, Balenciaga got me tacky (tacky)
Call the lil 'foreign for bae, she causing a stampede (stampede)
Money on ya head
Yo-yo set up yo mans (Set up yo mans)
Yeah-yeah count up some bands (count up somе bands)
Yo-yo count up Chanel (count up Chanel)
Coco taste likе Fetis (taste like Fetis)
Oh', oh', oh' congratulations (congratulations)
Po', mo', mo'
Ran up my money on purpose
I went had a rack attack (a rack attack)
[Verse]
Feelin' like a ammo-pressa my bitch go back to back (back to back)
Shawty like when I put it right in her face, Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
I might have to cop lil bae a wraith, Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
Bought my bitch a money machine to count it, oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
50 round drum on a TEC, oh my gosh (on a TEC)
Quarter million a month, on a jet, oh my gosh (on a jet)
Pour' Hi-Tech, like Moët, oh my gosh (oh my gosh)
Yellow beehive on my neck, oh my gosh (woo)
She playin' both sides, bout' to wreck, oh my gosh (oh my)
Accepting nothin' less, my bitch gon' treat me like a God
Richard Mille baguettes, I had to go against the odds (Brr)
Big spill on me, girl you better bring your mob
We went against all the odds and we got lumber
We treat this shit like a mob you goin' under (yo)
I pull it out the garage and I'm goin' bonkers (Skrr-skrr)
I show them time after time ain't nothing I can't conquer (ain't nothing I can't conquer)
Count this money so much how much I make his gang green (gang green)
Patek and Audemaurs water that just for the bad ting's (bad ting's)
Chanel, Balenciaga got me tacky (tacky)
Call the lil 'foreign for bae, she causing a stampede (stampede)
Money on ya head
Yo-yo set up yo mans (Set up yo mans)
Yeah-yeah count up some bands (count up somе bands)
Yo-yo count up Chanel (count up Chanel)
Coco taste likе Fetis (taste like Fetis)
Oh', oh', oh' congratulations (congratulations)
Po', mo', mo'
Ran up my money on purpose
I went had a rack attack (a rack attack)
[Verse]
Feelin' like a ammo-pressa my bitch go back to back (back to back)
Shawty like when I put it right in her face, Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
I might have to cop lil bae a wraith, Oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
Bought my bitch a money machine to count it, oh my gosh (Oh my gosh)
50 round drum on a TEC, oh my gosh (on a TEC)
Quarter million a month, on a jet, oh my gosh (on a jet)
Pour' Hi-Tech, like Moët, oh my gosh (oh my gosh)
Yellow beehive on my neck, oh my gosh (woo)
She playin' both sides, bout' to wreck, oh my gosh (oh my)
Accepting nothin' less, my bitch gon' treat me like a God
Richard Mille baguettes, I had to go against the odds (Brr)
Big spill on me, girl you better bring your mob
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