Real Money Peezy

[Intro]
Yeah
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy

[Chorus]
We don't fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (We unfold)
Be broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get paid)
Leaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (A hundred)
You ain't gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Get the fuck on)
We don't fold under pressure, bitch, we unfold (Yeah)
Be broke or get paid, strap your nuts on (Get money)
Leaving out of Golden Sun with a buck on (Ayy, a hundred)
You ain't gettin' real money, get the fuck on (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Young rich nigga with expensive habits (Rich nigga)
My niggas cold killers and my bitch the baddest (Yeah)
I'm on Fordham and Hayes, finna get some baggies (Uh)
Servin' twenty-nine, two for fifty like it's Mr. Alan's (Let's go)
When I'm done with a bitch, I let my niggas have her (You can have her)
Touch a chain on my neck, let you niggas have it (Fuckboy)
Every time we at the club, bitch, it's cinematic (Hah)
How the fuck you lookin' up to dog and that nigga ratted? (That nigga told)
Cash out, fuck the price, I ain't even askin' (Fuck it)
Two stacks for the 'fit and I ain't even matchin' (Nope)
Cuz called from the Bay, told him send a package (Send it)
Bitch, I'm goin' on my eighth Rollie, time to get a Patek (Ah)
Fuck half-steppin', do it big on 'em (Do it big on 'em)
Take somethin' small from me, put a big on you (Pussy)
Smokin' on a Black and Mild with a cig on me (Yeah)
Nigga killed Soda, now it's time to get revenge on him, pussy