[Intro: OT7 Quanny]
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Huh
[Verse 1: OT7 Quanny]
I just ran through fifty cash, nigga, you waitin' on Friday (Yeah, you waitin' on Friday)
She said she want niggas with some money, send her my way (Send her my way)
Have her biddin' on the road with so much cash, she was nervous
Nigga, why the fuck you want my number? You ain't tryna purchase (You ain't tryna purchase)
My bitch found out I fucked your bitch, now she mad (Now she mad)
It ain't shit, I'm a boss, I changed her mood and bought her bag (I bought her bag)
A hundred racks to turn this robbery to a homicide (A hundred racks)
He think I'm the pizza man but when he come out, he gon' die (When he come out, he gon' die)
Nigga, you ain't gettin' money, I think you should stop it (You should stop it)
How the fuck I fit twenty grand in my pocket?
Heard you can't keep a bitch, nigga, 'cause you broke ('Cause you broke)
Press a button, this bitch do just I say like a remote (Just like, ahaha)
Niggas talkin' crazy, thirty clip look like a rope (Thirty clip, like, what you say?)
Bitch, I'm super hot, yeah, I think I seen a ghost
They said "What's his name?" died, hold up, bro, let's make a toast
I just met a 'migo, he got the "shh," his name Los
Brand new F.N. Five-seveN in my Louis coat (How you get it in?)
Swimmin' with them sharks, boy, you better not get ate
I be in the field catchin' plays, [?]
Ran out of shoe boxes, think it's time to buy a safe (Run it up)
Better lace your cleats, pussy, and you better not lack
'Cause if you slip once, we gon' book you for the sack
Only thing I ever wanted was some fuckin' racks
And once we say it's up, we put you up, it ain't no comin' back
And if we talkin' scores, pussy, go and check the stats
I know you heard about the last two got played, got strapped
I know niggas from the A' playin' with birds like [?]
I just left the Louis store and I spent like 12 flat
I just poured four ounces now I'm sleep walkin'
I was out, Miami, bitches naked in the 'Rarri
This the Playboy Mansion, thirty bitches in the spot
Nigga, I'm a boss, I spent a stack on my socks (Shit was light, uh-uh)
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Huh
[Verse 1: OT7 Quanny]
I just ran through fifty cash, nigga, you waitin' on Friday (Yeah, you waitin' on Friday)
She said she want niggas with some money, send her my way (Send her my way)
Have her biddin' on the road with so much cash, she was nervous
Nigga, why the fuck you want my number? You ain't tryna purchase (You ain't tryna purchase)
My bitch found out I fucked your bitch, now she mad (Now she mad)
It ain't shit, I'm a boss, I changed her mood and bought her bag (I bought her bag)
A hundred racks to turn this robbery to a homicide (A hundred racks)
He think I'm the pizza man but when he come out, he gon' die (When he come out, he gon' die)
Nigga, you ain't gettin' money, I think you should stop it (You should stop it)
How the fuck I fit twenty grand in my pocket?
Heard you can't keep a bitch, nigga, 'cause you broke ('Cause you broke)
Press a button, this bitch do just I say like a remote (Just like, ahaha)
Niggas talkin' crazy, thirty clip look like a rope (Thirty clip, like, what you say?)
Bitch, I'm super hot, yeah, I think I seen a ghost
They said "What's his name?" died, hold up, bro, let's make a toast
I just met a 'migo, he got the "shh," his name Los
Brand new F.N. Five-seveN in my Louis coat (How you get it in?)
Swimmin' with them sharks, boy, you better not get ate
I be in the field catchin' plays, [?]
Ran out of shoe boxes, think it's time to buy a safe (Run it up)
Better lace your cleats, pussy, and you better not lack
'Cause if you slip once, we gon' book you for the sack
Only thing I ever wanted was some fuckin' racks
And once we say it's up, we put you up, it ain't no comin' back
And if we talkin' scores, pussy, go and check the stats
I know you heard about the last two got played, got strapped
I know niggas from the A' playin' with birds like [?]
I just left the Louis store and I spent like 12 flat
I just poured four ounces now I'm sleep walkin'
I was out, Miami, bitches naked in the 'Rarri
This the Playboy Mansion, thirty bitches in the spot
Nigga, I'm a boss, I spent a stack on my socks (Shit was light, uh-uh)
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