My Way Yeat

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[Intro]
I can't trust her, I got Ben Franklins
First time first, when he do...
(Yeah, yeah)
Now I got a FNN
(Ayo Ian)
Yeah, yeah yeah
[Chorus]
(Let's go)
I can't trust 'em, I got too much money (Too much money, no, let's go)
No, I can't trust 'em cuz they movin' funny (Eugh)
You can try to steal my swag, but you can't touch this money (No)
How the fuck you talkin' shit, but when you see us you running boy (Running boy)
I got Fendi mixed with Prada on my shirt, then come this way (Way)
I want your shawty, yeah the one with the fat ass, can come my way (My way)
Too many Franklins in my pocket, yeah I know I'm here to stay (Stay)
Yeah, yeah, bitches, yeah, uh, brr, racks (Uh, uh)
Yeah, yeah, bitches, uhh, givin' head (Hеad, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah, Oxy, [?] and Fenty
Thеy say I wanna copy the swag, I told 'em not one bit (No)
Yeah I got whole lotta racks, you got them counterfeits (Yeah)
[Verse]
Yeah, oh, way back when, back in the past, yeah (Back in the past, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, way back then didn't have cash, nah (Didn't have nah, didn't have nothin')
Yeah, yeah, big ol' bitch, big cheeks, yeah, yeah (Smash, smash)
They don't have no swag, so what they do? They gon' leech (Leech, leech, leech)
I'm a damn killer, no I'm not talking LaVine (No)
Hit my bih' from the back, yeah she clap that tamborine (Leggo, clap clap)
And I'm smokin' on this cookie, it's some fruit like tangerine (Yeah yeah)
And I took this Oxy 20, got me livin' like a dream (I'm high)
Most the time I just take 60, so I cannot feel a thing