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Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny (yeah, yeah)

Everybody sayin' they want the old Nav, but they already stole my sound (my sound)
I did a lot for my people, I made it cooler to be brown (brown boy)
I'm burnt out in my city, I done f*cked every bitch in Lost & Found
They talk about me when I'm gone, but they don't say nothing when I'm back in town
Actin' like she don't wanna f*ck, I don't care 'cause I already had it (I had it)
Booking me for a show gonna cost you a bustdown Patek (bustdown Patek)
I'm trying new watches on, frost, do it look big on me?
Got canary yellows on the invoice, jeweler tryna piss on me (yeah)

Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny

Yeah, yeah, twelve hundred us dollars, not no Remy, yeah
I put her head in the pillow, then f*ck out her bizzy, yeah
Mink on the floor, but my bitch know I'm a Godzilla, whoa (hah)
Yeah, she say it tastes like chocolate, but it's vanilla, whoa (whoa, whoa)
I told the bitch not to peep out the closet, my bitch a gorilla, yeah (yeah)
I flew to Spain and I hopped off the private, I'm not a drug dealer, yeah
I told her I like my bitches all sizes, I keep it triller, yeah (woo)
I got an F&N equipped with silencers like the president, yeah (woo)
Riding in a tank, no limit (skrrt)
Fish parquet, big dishes (yeah)
She don't wanna hang with these bitches (yeah)
Just see me like Penny (bitch)
Riding in the back of the Bentley (skrrt)
F*ckin' her mouth with my eyes closed
Mom say I could've bought five stores (yeah)
This a Bugatti, I don't know how to ride ghost (yeah)

Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny (yeah, yeah)
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Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny (yeah, yeah)

Everybody sayin' they want the old Nav, but they already stole my sound (my sound)
I did a lot for my people, I made it cooler to be brown (brown boy)
I'm burnt out in my city, I done f*cked every bitch in Lost & Found
They talk about me when I'm gone, but they don't say nothing when I'm back in town
Actin' like she don't wanna f*ck, I don't care 'cause I already had it (I had it)
Booking me for a show gonna cost you a bustdown Patek (bustdown Patek)
I'm trying new watches on, frost, do it look big on me?
Got canary yellows on the invoice, jeweler tryna piss on me (yeah)

Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny

Yeah, yeah, twelve hundred us dollars, not no Remy, yeah
I put her head in the pillow, then f*ck out her bizzy, yeah
Mink on the floor, but my bitch know I'm a Godzilla, whoa (hah)
Yeah, she say it tastes like chocolate, but it's vanilla, whoa (whoa, whoa)
I told the bitch not to peep out the closet, my bitch a gorilla, yeah (yeah)
I flew to Spain and I hopped off the private, I'm not a drug dealer, yeah
I told her I like my bitches all sizes, I keep it triller, yeah (woo)
I got an F&N equipped with silencers like the president, yeah (woo)
Riding in a tank, no limit (skrrt)
Fish parquet, big dishes (yeah)
She don't wanna hang with these bitches (yeah)
Just see me like Penny (bitch)
Riding in the back of the Bentley (skrrt)
F*ckin' her mouth with my eyes closed
Mom say I could've bought five stores (yeah)
This a Bugatti, I don't know how to ride ghost (yeah)

Money stackin' up, no limit (limit)
They ready for me to be finished (let's go)
Sprite, gotta drop a deuce in it (in it)
Hit corners in the Porsche, I bend it (skrrt)
Paid cash, oh no, it's not rented (cash)
I don't care if you gettin' offended (yeah)
I just bought a bitch a bag from Fendi
It ain't trickin', if you got it, then spend it (spend it)
I was smokin' weed at the back of the school
I was always late for attendance ('tendance)
Now all my diamonds are quality stones
Got tennis chains, don't play tennis (tennis)
I don't want problems, my brother keep a pole
I don't want him to get no sentence (bah, bah)
Neck full of gold, I ain't sellin' my soul
And I'm still gettin' every penny (yeah, yeah)
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Writer: Amir Esmailian, Andrew Franklin, Brandon Korn, Jeffery Williams, Navraj Goraya, Wesley Glass
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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