By The Pound Aintfullyhere

[Intro]
Look at him, look at him, look at him, yeah
Look at him, look at him stackin’ all his money, look at him

[Chorus]
Boy in a benz (Benz)
Yo girl a fan (Fan)
So hot you may catch a tan (Tan)
If you stand (stand), around (Around)
.40 put a n*gga in the ground (Ground)
Librarian my Glock don’t make a sound (Sound)
Roof, roof, i’m a dog fuck the hound (Hound)
Sell it all, damn, but only by the pound (Pound)

[Verse]
I swear to god, swear to god, swear to god (Woo)
I’ll find you if I need a halo (I’ll find you if I need a halo)
Lowkey i just wanna lay low (Lowkey i just wanna lay low)
My gun gon’ sing likes it’s jlo (Jlo)
Woah, woah, woah, (Woah woah, woah)
She make it shake just like jello (Jello)
I play the blunt like a cello
I play yo bitch like a solo (Uh)
Wake up from my sleep
Is this real or is it a dream?
Run up on him with my choppa its beam (Uh)
Shoot him in his mouth, no scream (Uh)
Then I flee the fucking crime scene (Uh)
All I really smoke is irene (Uh)
All I really love is red lеan (Uh)
You can get shot in yo head bitch
I do not with the fеds bitch
Ridin’ through yo hood like my name little red bitch