Aye
I hit the back of the trap house
We don't act up bitch we act out
Don't use a pen or a pad now
What you gon' do with them racks now
Walk in the club ain't no pat down
You gon' run off with my pack - How
I get the back-end the cash count
I'ma pour up till' I pass out
Yo bitch is a snack like sum Danimals I hit that hoe like an animal
We only push up for the revenue once a year like that shit annual
Been getting money f*ck what you been saying
I made it on accident this wasn't planned
Karate shit - Choppin' shit - Japan
Shmoney gon' get yo ass right for a band
Now I'm swimming VVS diamonds they look like water
If you listen to my lyrics you probably would think I was a Author
F*ck all the labels and f*ck all they offers
Cartier glasses I look like I'm Arthur
Walk in the airport and then I departure
When you gon' finish the problems you starting
Hop in the coupe - You know I push start it
Aye
I hit the back of the trap house
We don't act up bitch we act out
Don't use a pen or a pad now
What you gon' do with them racks now
Walk in the club ain't no pat down
You gon' run off with my pack - How
I get the back-end the cash count
I'ma pour up till' I pass out