[Intro]
Yeah, what, yeah
I'm with my brothers, we run it up (Yeah, what, skrrt)
I'm with my brothers, we run (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
I want money, let's go
I want money, let's go
I want money, let's go
[?], yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Slump6s]
I'm with my brothers, we run it up
My bitch bad, don't need a tummy tuck
I got them racks on me, gotta thumb it up
He try to run, nigga, you done
Hop on a flight, first class for fun'
Bitch finna shake her ass or somethin'
He tryna run real fast, he done
Know a lil' red head guy with a gun
I got two phones, I'm keepin' a plug
I get the green like it's Saint Patrick
I hit a lick, your pockets abandoned
I'm rockin' shit that you ain't even heard of
Yеah, it's Saint Laurent, Kio
Huh, Louis Vuitton, yeah, let's go
Buy what you want, yеah, hoe
It don't matter the cost, get him, huh
Huh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, bitch, I'm a boss
Play with my money, I'm cuttin' you off
Play with my money, I'm cuttin' your lights out
That bitch, she lookin', so, back to the basics
I get some Gucci I think I might buy more
I keep that strap on me just like a dyke
I fuck your bitch and I tell her, "Goodnight"
Yeah, what, yeah
I'm with my brothers, we run it up (Yeah, what, skrrt)
I'm with my brothers, we run (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
I want money, let's go
I want money, let's go
I want money, let's go
[?], yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Slump6s]
I'm with my brothers, we run it up
My bitch bad, don't need a tummy tuck
I got them racks on me, gotta thumb it up
He try to run, nigga, you done
Hop on a flight, first class for fun'
Bitch finna shake her ass or somethin'
He tryna run real fast, he done
Know a lil' red head guy with a gun
I got two phones, I'm keepin' a plug
I get the green like it's Saint Patrick
I hit a lick, your pockets abandoned
I'm rockin' shit that you ain't even heard of
Yеah, it's Saint Laurent, Kio
Huh, Louis Vuitton, yeah, let's go
Buy what you want, yеah, hoe
It don't matter the cost, get him, huh
Huh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, bitch, I'm a boss
Play with my money, I'm cuttin' you off
Play with my money, I'm cuttin' your lights out
That bitch, she lookin', so, back to the basics
I get some Gucci I think I might buy more
I keep that strap on me just like a dyke
I fuck your bitch and I tell her, "Goodnight"
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