to my neck.

Only Mr. Money make a man.

Mr. Big could get that bread and then I book a vacay.

Bitches petty.

Different city, different bitches, daddy.

Life's not crazy.

Only with a gang, no gazey.

I try, man, to turn crazy.

Big fat joint in my eye, an eight plus with a light.

Let me light this bliff.

Can it go around or twist?

Backstabbed, smoked, got hit this.

Run away if you think this.

And your air force creased.

Big money gout on the left.

My bro, she cheatin'.

But one travel log, cheatin', cheatin', cheatin'.

Off the show, she want ho.

Yeah, she want drip.

Yeah, she want drip.

I be all grown.

I be all alone.

We on sex life.

It's your own paradise.

I should go fuck.

That's my mom's money.

It's the bigger.

Get that bread and then I'll book a vacay.

Bitches pay that.

Life's not crazy.

Only with a gang, no gays.

My charm has gone crazy, yeah.

Life's not crazy, only with the gang, no gazey.

About your man, turn crazy, yeah, yeah.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

was on a block, man, I seen a lot, seen a lot, gonna go out, gonna be the

Thank you.

Money come fast, splash that But for sure make it rap out Show them who the fuck you got that Got moves on me, let's go money make it

It's too big to get that bread and then I'll book a vacay Bitches petty, different city, different bitches daddy Lifestyle crazy

Only with a gang, no gazes Like a child, man, turn crazy