Moment of Silence Baby Money

[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1]
Two hundred on my neck and my wrist
I love to flex, I'm the shit
I pour Wockhardt, Tech, no Trish
She let a lame nigga fuck, I wouldn't touch that bitch
It's emeralds bustin' through my band, I damn near cut my wrist
Spin Lamborghinis in the sand, don't give a fuck, I'm rich
Fifty thousand in my pants, don't give a fuck how they fit
The second time they hit the crib, I had to rush out the ten
That was a hundred-rack L, but I still got my freedom, so that's light
And I'm right
Tomorrow ain't promised, bitch, we gotta fuck tonight
Went on dates to McDonalds, I'ma love your ass for life
When we beef, we call my mama
She can't solve none of my problems, in my feelings overnight
So don't talk to me, yеah, yeah

[Chorus]
Drivin' this foreign, I used to walk to 'еm
This ain't for lames, I make boss music
I put COVID on the presi, think I coughed on it
Brought a Maybach to the hood, they like, "Ross want him"
Niggas can't show me a dollar, they just talk money
Don't say a word, I just let the money talk for me
Moment of silence
Scope on the rifle
Plain, but I iced it
Pain still inside me
A nigga reach for my neck, we gon' catch a body