[Intro]
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Yeah, Givenchy and Prada my fit
Might put your ho on my list
I put on my chain and it shine like a disk
You're funny as fuck, I'll be tryna diss—
[Verse]
Uh, yeah
My diamonds they wet (Wet)
I just brought a brand new Patek (Yeah)
Walk in the club, I'm demandin' respect (My respect)
Only count hunnids, I can't count no less (Bitch)
Fuckin' with me, put his lifе up in debt (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm shinin' like somе fuckin' baguettes
I'm thumbin' through hunnids, like bitch, I can't rest (Uh)
And I'm holding these mo'fuckin' racks (Racks)
And I'm runnin' this shit like a lap (A lap)
I [?] and yo' wack (Yeah)
I cut that bitch off like an ax (Yah)
I cross your bitch off like a task (A task)
I got the money, I'm fast (Fast)
My niggas selling that dope (Ooh)
Racks to the trap like, ''Ooh'' (Ooh, ooh)
I'm in Houston runnin' fours
Count up the brick, count the dough
Like I'm the sun, I'mma glow
(Ooh, yah, yah)
Yo' bitch, I'm taking her home
Yeah, I'm makin' it go (Go)
Count up the racks, yeah, I know (Go, go)
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Wake up-wake up, I'm tryna get rich
We-we got glicks, we bussin' them shits
Yeah, Givenchy and Prada my fit
Might put your ho on my list
I put on my chain and it shine like a disk
You're funny as fuck, I'll be tryna diss—
[Verse]
Uh, yeah
My diamonds they wet (Wet)
I just brought a brand new Patek (Yeah)
Walk in the club, I'm demandin' respect (My respect)
Only count hunnids, I can't count no less (Bitch)
Fuckin' with me, put his lifе up in debt (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm shinin' like somе fuckin' baguettes
I'm thumbin' through hunnids, like bitch, I can't rest (Uh)
And I'm holding these mo'fuckin' racks (Racks)
And I'm runnin' this shit like a lap (A lap)
I [?] and yo' wack (Yeah)
I cut that bitch off like an ax (Yah)
I cross your bitch off like a task (A task)
I got the money, I'm fast (Fast)
My niggas selling that dope (Ooh)
Racks to the trap like, ''Ooh'' (Ooh, ooh)
I'm in Houston runnin' fours
Count up the brick, count the dough
Like I'm the sun, I'mma glow
(Ooh, yah, yah)
Yo' bitch, I'm taking her home
Yeah, I'm makin' it go (Go)
Count up the racks, yeah, I know (Go, go)
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