[Chorus: 88 Camino]
Man, I'm in my bag, tearin' off these tags
Riches, came from rags, Ricky, that's my swag
Mix it with the Raf, ticket on my dash
Cuban leave no rash, catch 'em just like Ash
[Post-Chorus: Derek Wise]
Pickin' up my old habits, couldn't give that shit a break
Before I smash, I take my Patek, put it in a safe
Telling my co-defendant, "Chill, don't go out sayin' names"
It's 30K just for the show, I'm on a private plane
[Verse 1: Derek Wise & 88 Camino]
I'm tellin' my girl, "Let's work it out, I know you like that bag"
Since we been messin' with each other, you ain't seen a cab
Yeah, my jeweler cookin', puttin' baguettes on the Glam
Takin' my time, I'm addin' zeroеs, I became a sav'
Money likе Backstreet Boys, nigga like last week noise
Runnin' like track meet boys, pressin' these buttons, I like toys
I'm obsessed, I like green, count it, stack, money machine
Amiri jeans bustin' the seams, 50K large broke boy dream
[Verse 2: 88 Camino]
But I don't wear no badge, catch me fuckin' on a sash
She gon' throw it back, cheatin' on him when she mad
I know why she sad, he's a square like plaid
She gon' call me dad, take her top off like it's grad'
Back in the day, I used to baby bottle
Jet runway got me fuckin' with all these models
Porsche came with throttle
Lean done made me waddle, 2020 vision, still rock Gucci goggle
Became a boss, I hope these rackies don't blind me
All these bags, I talk to my staff like Hermione
Bitches try to climb me, all these rappers slimey
If I was sharin' my location, couldn't find me
Man, I'm in my bag, tearin' off these tags
Riches, came from rags, Ricky, that's my swag
Mix it with the Raf, ticket on my dash
Cuban leave no rash, catch 'em just like Ash
[Post-Chorus: Derek Wise]
Pickin' up my old habits, couldn't give that shit a break
Before I smash, I take my Patek, put it in a safe
Telling my co-defendant, "Chill, don't go out sayin' names"
It's 30K just for the show, I'm on a private plane
[Verse 1: Derek Wise & 88 Camino]
I'm tellin' my girl, "Let's work it out, I know you like that bag"
Since we been messin' with each other, you ain't seen a cab
Yeah, my jeweler cookin', puttin' baguettes on the Glam
Takin' my time, I'm addin' zeroеs, I became a sav'
Money likе Backstreet Boys, nigga like last week noise
Runnin' like track meet boys, pressin' these buttons, I like toys
I'm obsessed, I like green, count it, stack, money machine
Amiri jeans bustin' the seams, 50K large broke boy dream
[Verse 2: 88 Camino]
But I don't wear no badge, catch me fuckin' on a sash
She gon' throw it back, cheatin' on him when she mad
I know why she sad, he's a square like plaid
She gon' call me dad, take her top off like it's grad'
Back in the day, I used to baby bottle
Jet runway got me fuckin' with all these models
Porsche came with throttle
Lean done made me waddle, 2020 vision, still rock Gucci goggle
Became a boss, I hope these rackies don't blind me
All these bags, I talk to my staff like Hermione
Bitches try to climb me, all these rappers slimey
If I was sharin' my location, couldn't find me
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