Who Not YG Teck

[Chorus: YG Teck]
And I went to sleep balling, woke up
Balling some more
I got a flight to the money
And it's calling "Come on"
A real hustler I can't really stop 'til all of
Us on
This a TrackHawk to me
But you call it a foreign
Who not getting money? (Who?)
Who not getting it in?
Who ain't scrape they first 20 up then
Get 'em a M?
You ain't never seen no youngin's fly like
This before
Few Trapcars, four, five whips for sure

[Verse 1:]
And I can blow what I got
You ain't even got to tell me, it's going
Show when you hot
I'mma get a bag regardless if it's slow or
It's not
I hope everybody ball, nigga go to the
Top
I spend a mitten everyday
I'm really grateful I'm paid
I make a bitch wait for me I don't even
Wait for my plays
One, comma, zero, zero, they going hate
What I save
I put enough bannies up can this
Shit to the grave
But I'm not though
Spread this paper it's a lot though
Went plain Jane on a bitch, let my watch
Show
I'm one of the few really with it, with a
Hot flow
I ain't going, I ain't go, basically, I will not
Go (Bricky)
Make it from the bottom it's wonderful
What a feeling
I ain't really do what they wanted me to
I'm fearless
Should I do the drop in the winter?
I'm really careless
15 thouwow just to pop put for an
Appearance
I ain't never left but I'm brickier than
Before
I'm getting 'em to your door
I'm sitting it by the four
Celine and Botegga, I send my bitch to
The store (Yes)
Tell her get what she want and make
Sure I put it on