[Verse 1: Vin Jay]
Yo, okay
Fresh off a trip from Sedona
Picked up land and put down Coronas, uh
Livin' like a young high roller
The drip so crazy, this that pneumonia (woo)
Homie I been livin' in god mode
Kidnapped the game, now I'm givin' it Stockholm
The racks on deck, I'ma triple 'em pronto (what? what?)
I spit crack rock 'til I'm richer than Pablo, come on (what?)
I been on the wave so long no doubt I'm about to get sea sick (woo)
Heard y'all comin' for the King, that's Treason
Better bow down, bitch, pledge your allegiance (woah)
They don't wanna see Vin when they get crypto rich
Big combs that are livin' with a nympho bitch (woo)
Thick hoes and they tighter than a pistol grip (what? what?)
'Cause the money kinda soundin' likе akimbo clips (what?)
Like brrrr
Where should I allocatе all of this paper that's makin' me salivate (yeah)
I know it talks, I let it elaborate
It told me pop a bottle of the Cabernet (woo)
Gotta recalibrate, back to the basics
Live out a dream, create an oasis
Don't got a crew, don't got a clique (woah, woah)
My team a corporate organization, hold up (yuh, yuh, yuh, woo)
No we could never re-main average
The money ain't a joke, hoe we ain't laughin', woah
Never see the team-mates slackin'
We get up in the stu' and then we cre-ate classics, yo
They said I'd never do it
But the doubting lead to makin' better music (woo)
Now I drop a tape and sell out every unit
Swear embarrassing y'all is so therapeutic, come on (yuh, uh, yeah)
Y'all movin' in the wrong direction
Gossip all day never talk investments like, ho
Listen while the boss inflects
I'ma break this shit down like a small intestine, like ho
If you really wanna bring in the mil
It's kill or be killed, you gotta be willing to build, you know (yeah)
Gotta elevate and pick up a skill to triple the bills and really be the King of the Hill, you know?
Yo, okay
Fresh off a trip from Sedona
Picked up land and put down Coronas, uh
Livin' like a young high roller
The drip so crazy, this that pneumonia (woo)
Homie I been livin' in god mode
Kidnapped the game, now I'm givin' it Stockholm
The racks on deck, I'ma triple 'em pronto (what? what?)
I spit crack rock 'til I'm richer than Pablo, come on (what?)
I been on the wave so long no doubt I'm about to get sea sick (woo)
Heard y'all comin' for the King, that's Treason
Better bow down, bitch, pledge your allegiance (woah)
They don't wanna see Vin when they get crypto rich
Big combs that are livin' with a nympho bitch (woo)
Thick hoes and they tighter than a pistol grip (what? what?)
'Cause the money kinda soundin' likе akimbo clips (what?)
Like brrrr
Where should I allocatе all of this paper that's makin' me salivate (yeah)
I know it talks, I let it elaborate
It told me pop a bottle of the Cabernet (woo)
Gotta recalibrate, back to the basics
Live out a dream, create an oasis
Don't got a crew, don't got a clique (woah, woah)
My team a corporate organization, hold up (yuh, yuh, yuh, woo)
No we could never re-main average
The money ain't a joke, hoe we ain't laughin', woah
Never see the team-mates slackin'
We get up in the stu' and then we cre-ate classics, yo
They said I'd never do it
But the doubting lead to makin' better music (woo)
Now I drop a tape and sell out every unit
Swear embarrassing y'all is so therapeutic, come on (yuh, uh, yeah)
Y'all movin' in the wrong direction
Gossip all day never talk investments like, ho
Listen while the boss inflects
I'ma break this shit down like a small intestine, like ho
If you really wanna bring in the mil
It's kill or be killed, you gotta be willing to build, you know (yeah)
Gotta elevate and pick up a skill to triple the bills and really be the King of the Hill, you know?
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