[Intro]
(Yung Lan on the track)
(Beatmonster)
Big bank like yeah
Baby girl, what you said? Yeah
Whole ‘lotta bricks in the bed, yeah
Whole ‘lotta ACT in the bed, yeah
Whole ‘lotta bricks in the bed, yeah
[Chorus]
Workin’ so hard and I cannot pretend to the feedback
When I’m holdin’ that money, I feel like I’m up
Gotta double my cup, where the lean at?
They gon’ go off emotion, I say i forgive ‘em
‘Cause I really feel they don’t mean that
I go sit in the cell, when I get off the phone, go do my dab in that bitch with a clean mat
Lookin’ better than my partna’, she love that I do that like yeah, yeah (Like yeah, yeah)
Snakes in the [?] like a [?]
I hit it and cut off the head (I cut off the head)
High Tek red, baby I’ma bet what you said (What you said)
Heroine Ken in the feds
I’ma walk in that bitch with no legs
[Verse]
Cold blooded killer like yeah
Speakers so loud, in the clip with the racks out
Big bank Ken in the feds
And I know that he hurt, he was in, they knock Dump off
Scott team lurkin’, call ‘em a jump out
Paranoid, hopin’ out the van with the gun out
Set the house on fire, kill ‘em all when they come out
Crowd goin’ up when a young nigga walk out
My uncle Jerl doin’ time for that Yay
Product of the pill game and meds
Before I met Bagg, young nigga was fed
38-Baby, I blow off the head
Tired of that purple, I say I need red
Molly official, that pink, not the tan
Perform with no beat, I go live with a band
Then stay in the streets, I ain’t throw in my hand
Makin’ choices off my feeling’ (Emotions)
Drivin’, finna wreck, I’m reminiscin’
Thinkin’ about all the times she was different
All real intentions, all real intentions, all real intentions
(All I know)
I know these bitches don’t love me
They want that money, I’ma count up a hunnit
That money comin’, I’ma spend it, I burn it
That money droppin’, steady fly like I punt it
The truck back in, got the racks in the backend
Young nigga was dirty, upgraded my fashion
He get what I’m havin’, I see that he cappin’
Big bank trap and the drought do magic
Lean got affect and it stick like magnet
Whole lotta’ holes in the car like a racket
Before I go spend it, you know that I stack it
Got love in my heart for a nigga that rap
Hundred grand on my car and it came automatic
With a semi-autio and the shooters give static
(Yung Lan on the track)
(Beatmonster)
Big bank like yeah
Baby girl, what you said? Yeah
Whole ‘lotta bricks in the bed, yeah
Whole ‘lotta ACT in the bed, yeah
Whole ‘lotta bricks in the bed, yeah
[Chorus]
Workin’ so hard and I cannot pretend to the feedback
When I’m holdin’ that money, I feel like I’m up
Gotta double my cup, where the lean at?
They gon’ go off emotion, I say i forgive ‘em
‘Cause I really feel they don’t mean that
I go sit in the cell, when I get off the phone, go do my dab in that bitch with a clean mat
Lookin’ better than my partna’, she love that I do that like yeah, yeah (Like yeah, yeah)
Snakes in the [?] like a [?]
I hit it and cut off the head (I cut off the head)
High Tek red, baby I’ma bet what you said (What you said)
Heroine Ken in the feds
I’ma walk in that bitch with no legs
[Verse]
Cold blooded killer like yeah
Speakers so loud, in the clip with the racks out
Big bank Ken in the feds
And I know that he hurt, he was in, they knock Dump off
Scott team lurkin’, call ‘em a jump out
Paranoid, hopin’ out the van with the gun out
Set the house on fire, kill ‘em all when they come out
Crowd goin’ up when a young nigga walk out
My uncle Jerl doin’ time for that Yay
Product of the pill game and meds
Before I met Bagg, young nigga was fed
38-Baby, I blow off the head
Tired of that purple, I say I need red
Molly official, that pink, not the tan
Perform with no beat, I go live with a band
Then stay in the streets, I ain’t throw in my hand
Makin’ choices off my feeling’ (Emotions)
Drivin’, finna wreck, I’m reminiscin’
Thinkin’ about all the times she was different
All real intentions, all real intentions, all real intentions
(All I know)
I know these bitches don’t love me
They want that money, I’ma count up a hunnit
That money comin’, I’ma spend it, I burn it
That money droppin’, steady fly like I punt it
The truck back in, got the racks in the backend
Young nigga was dirty, upgraded my fashion
He get what I’m havin’, I see that he cappin’
Big bank trap and the drought do magic
Lean got affect and it stick like magnet
Whole lotta’ holes in the car like a racket
Before I go spend it, you know that I stack it
Got love in my heart for a nigga that rap
Hundred grand on my car and it came automatic
With a semi-autio and the shooters give static
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