[Intro: EST Gee]
(Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Baby & EST Gee]
Yeah, used to want a hundred 'til I got it and it wasn’t enough
You can't make a profit off a pound, then you can't run with us
They act like they down, pick up the slang, but they ain’t one of us
You know I can't be fucked with, neck and wrist don't cost a hundred plus
I know how it feel to play that field, until you double up
I don't care if she bought it from the doctor or a natural butt
The sex always better inside this half-a-million-dollar truck
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Cullinan, if it ain't no luck, then do it more than once
Different truck, that's me in that Dawn right now, I'm pullin' up
Solid, young, and rich as fuck, Geeski turned the city up
The realest and the richеst ones, you want to, but ain’t get enough
On Jacob in a pick-up truck, еn route to pick like sixty up
I fall in the pocket like a raw piece when you drop it
And I can get you rich from just bein’ 'round me if we partners
Remember feelin’ my loss, goin' crazy, arguin' with my faucet
Add some more cut, it ain't lockin’, from the kitchen to the office
I'm the king, for sure the dada, I'm like Simba or Mufasa
Keep a stick like it's a walker, you seem like you into gossip
I don't wanna do no talkin', get down, lay down only option
(Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Baby & EST Gee]
Yeah, used to want a hundred 'til I got it and it wasn’t enough
You can't make a profit off a pound, then you can't run with us
They act like they down, pick up the slang, but they ain’t one of us
You know I can't be fucked with, neck and wrist don't cost a hundred plus
I know how it feel to play that field, until you double up
I don't care if she bought it from the doctor or a natural butt
The sex always better inside this half-a-million-dollar truck
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
Cullinan, if it ain't no luck, then do it more than once
Different truck, that's me in that Dawn right now, I'm pullin' up
Solid, young, and rich as fuck, Geeski turned the city up
The realest and the richеst ones, you want to, but ain’t get enough
On Jacob in a pick-up truck, еn route to pick like sixty up
I fall in the pocket like a raw piece when you drop it
And I can get you rich from just bein’ 'round me if we partners
Remember feelin’ my loss, goin' crazy, arguin' with my faucet
Add some more cut, it ain't lockin’, from the kitchen to the office
I'm the king, for sure the dada, I'm like Simba or Mufasa
Keep a stick like it's a walker, you seem like you into gossip
I don't wanna do no talkin', get down, lay down only option
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