Lil Tjay - Apex Lyrics

Uh, all of this money, uh-uh

All of this money, bitch, I'm tryna double it
Milli's up, tryna hit me another lick
Diamonds bussin' like we in the club with it
Dirty my pipe, had to get me another stick
Carat my neck and my wrist on some other shit
Hundred K and I'm drippin', I love the rick
You do right, I do right, I'ma love the trick
Just 'cause I bought her some, don't mean I love the bitch

I took some time off to chill, seven figures, sixteen got a deal
You don't like me, boy, f*ck how you feel
Thirty-four in the chamber, I feel like O'Neal
I might pop me a Perc, I don't pop me no Xanny
Stay on point 'cause I know they want jam me
Superstar, but they know where that tan be
Never no lettin' up, put that on granny
I ain't gon' do it, I knew he was family
Booby Trap, we gon' f*ck up Miami
Diamonds bussin', 500 my neck, bitches like what they had, that shit lookin' like candy
Ever since back I was young I knew I would go dumb and had niggas, so I dealt what I can be
Rap had to work, bitch, it wasn't no plan B
I could do Boba, today I go Shandy
King of my city, no Dummy, he different
I do not f*ck with rappers, they be trippin'
I do not care for them to understand me
I had your bitch last night, she was lickin'
That bitch fire 9 to 10, I'm rippin'
She screamin' slide me daddy while I'm clippin'
'Fore she gon curve me for she know I'm drippin'
I nut on her face and told her keep on sippin'
Shoot like Scottie Pippen
F*ck her then I'm dippin'
F*ck them niggas, better not ever catch him slippin'
F*ck 'em niggas if you f*ckin' with the opps
I won't be your homie you can see this Glock
Violence need to stop, I be tryna chill
That's why I got all these carats on me still
Really after mills, still gotta be ill, finally out my deal
No this ain't a drill
Made it out the field, why he buggin' still? (Bah)
Money make her wet, but she let me kill
Came up from nothin', retarded how my diamonds bussin', 2 millie the setup is real
Throw that shit back, I just want see you clap and keep clappin', them singles gon stop if you chill

All of this money, bitch, I'm tryna double it
Milli's up, tryna hit me another lick
Diamonds bussin' like we in the club with it
Dirty my pipe, had to get me another stick
Carat my neck and my wrist on some other shit
Hundred K and I'm drippin', I love the rick
You do right, I do right, I'ma love the trick
Just 'cause I bought her some, don't mean I love the bitch