I'ma get this shit, I'ma get straight to the bank, yeah
Cloudy beats
I ain't gotta never tell a lie in this bitch
A-O-R-A, don't turn me out
That shit kinda loud, boy, that shit it needs compression
Screamin' in your ad-libs, that shit, it ain't impressive
My doggy he on house arrest, I'm sickem, He gon' kill you
It take a lot for you to shit on niggas till they feel you
And I'm rappin' in this bitch, I'm spittin' like the f*ckin' Rent due
And they probably catch your ass outside and turn you into mildew
Know, a bougie bitch won't let me f*ck what used to f*ck for QPs
But you sellin' pussy on the telegram and on the TV
On Instagram with strange niggas, you feel like you the one
Go kick it for a little while, later on, your ass get punted
My Old head is kinda senile they'll kill you for some crumbs
On the news heard you were bleedin' out like that time of the month
If you ever spin me once, just know that you can't spin again
If I took a L once, just know that I'ma win again
Had a bad bitch come through last night, dropped them panties, they was see-through
And don't act like you ain't just popped out with cuz, I don't need you
Doin' like a hundred on the interstate
I might take your BM on a dinner date
Niggas got these skeletons in their closet
Till they pop out, them diamonds on me drippin' like a faucet
A hundred k ain't enough, I need the whole ticket
But the networth goin' up, Icost a whole chicken
Don't ever think this shit is sweet because I shook your hand
Boy, this shit is up forever, we can't make amends
Later on, I might just take a little trip out to New York
In a deli with a sandwich, Ocky way filled up with pork
In the Gotham at Manhattan just to eat me a full course
Might slide out the 1 oak just to pop me a lil cork
Stay up out the spot, if you can't cop shit, can't afford it
Brent just got the buffs and he was courtside, it was gorgeous
Dad just bought a Buick, he on Goguac he just floored it
Unk still pimpin hoes, I think his ass down there in Florida
Ain't seen the dollar, I ain't never liked it
Ain't met a ho, I ain't ever need
If you on the squad, then represent it right
Cuz all these other niggas treat em like 8th seeds
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I'ma get this shit, I'ma get straight to the bank, yeah
Cloudy beats
I ain't gotta never tell a lie in this bitch
A-O-R-A, don't turn me out
That shit kinda loud, boy, that shit it needs compression
Screamin' in your ad-libs, that shit, it ain't impressive
My doggy he on house arrest, I'm sickem, He gon' kill you
It take a lot for you to shit on niggas till they feel you
And I'm rappin' in this bitch, I'm spittin' like the f*ckin' Rent due
And they probably catch your ass outside and turn you into mildew
Know, a bougie bitch won't let me f*ck what used to f*ck for QPs
But you sellin' pussy on the telegram and on the TV
On Instagram with strange niggas, you feel like you the one
Go kick it for a little while, later on, your ass get punted
My Old head is kinda senile they'll kill you for some crumbs
On the news heard you were bleedin' out like that time of the month
If you ever spin me once, just know that you can't spin again
If I took a L once, just know that I'ma win again
Had a bad bitch come through last night, dropped them panties, they was see-through
And don't act like you ain't just popped out with cuz, I don't need you
Doin' like a hundred on the interstate
I might take your BM on a dinner date
Niggas got these skeletons in their closet
Till they pop out, them diamonds on me drippin' like a faucet
A hundred k ain't enough, I need the whole ticket
But the networth goin' up, Icost a whole chicken
Don't ever think this shit is sweet because I shook your hand
Boy, this shit is up forever, we can't make amends
Later on, I might just take a little trip out to New York
In a deli with a sandwich, Ocky way filled up with pork
In the Gotham at Manhattan just to eat me a full course
Might slide out the 1 oak just to pop me a lil cork
Stay up out the spot, if you can't cop shit, can't afford it
Brent just got the buffs and he was courtside, it was gorgeous
Dad just bought a Buick, he on Goguac he just floored it
Unk still pimpin hoes, I think his ass down there in Florida
Ain't seen the dollar, I ain't never liked it
Ain't met a ho, I ain't ever need
If you on the squad, then represent it right
Cuz all these other niggas treat em like 8th seeds
Cloudy beats
I ain't gotta never tell a lie in this bitch
A-O-R-A, don't turn me out
That shit kinda loud, boy, that shit it needs compression
Screamin' in your ad-libs, that shit, it ain't impressive
My doggy he on house arrest, I'm sickem, He gon' kill you
It take a lot for you to shit on niggas till they feel you
And I'm rappin' in this bitch, I'm spittin' like the f*ckin' Rent due
And they probably catch your ass outside and turn you into mildew
Know, a bougie bitch won't let me f*ck what used to f*ck for QPs
But you sellin' pussy on the telegram and on the TV
On Instagram with strange niggas, you feel like you the one
Go kick it for a little while, later on, your ass get punted
My Old head is kinda senile they'll kill you for some crumbs
On the news heard you were bleedin' out like that time of the month
If you ever spin me once, just know that you can't spin again
If I took a L once, just know that I'ma win again
Had a bad bitch come through last night, dropped them panties, they was see-through
And don't act like you ain't just popped out with cuz, I don't need you
Doin' like a hundred on the interstate
I might take your BM on a dinner date
Niggas got these skeletons in their closet
Till they pop out, them diamonds on me drippin' like a faucet
A hundred k ain't enough, I need the whole ticket
But the networth goin' up, Icost a whole chicken
Don't ever think this shit is sweet because I shook your hand
Boy, this shit is up forever, we can't make amends
Later on, I might just take a little trip out to New York
In a deli with a sandwich, Ocky way filled up with pork
In the Gotham at Manhattan just to eat me a full course
Might slide out the 1 oak just to pop me a lil cork
Stay up out the spot, if you can't cop shit, can't afford it
Brent just got the buffs and he was courtside, it was gorgeous
Dad just bought a Buick, he on Goguac he just floored it
Unk still pimpin hoes, I think his ass down there in Florida
Ain't seen the dollar, I ain't never liked it
Ain't met a ho, I ain't ever need
If you on the squad, then represent it right
Cuz all these other niggas treat em like 8th seeds
Writer: Octavius Feaster
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid