My place so full n***a
You can say that two times
The goal was to make 50 bands
I done did that a few times
I'm 25 four times
b***h I'm 52 times
2 times say he don't shoot cribs
Chop sticks he don't even suit 9's
300 hundreds on me
She gon' see this and be lit
I hit the horn and keep going
Cause you niggas ain't talkin' bout shit
I sat my whole circle down
Like n***a we gotta rich
My n***a we gotta get icy
We just can't fall in love with the shit
After we had that talk
Them niggas ain't stop working
I'm in love with with Tinashe
I can't wait to see to her in person
I can't wait to see if she loyal
Can't wait to see if she a squirter
For you niggas that came with the robbing
I got niggas that came with the murder
King T I'm your highness
Niggas don't wanna take it to violence
The same way I act out in public
Is the same way I act while in private
I can not go to the club
If I can't get in with my fire
And 30 bottles of the finest
And watch the money get to flying
Like hol' up catch it
Hol' up catch it
Hol' up hol' up hol' up catch it
Like hol' up catch it
Hol' up catch it
Hol' up hol' up hol' up catch it
Run off with it we gon' catch 'em
Pray for the opps and bless they man's restin'
Caught the bag at breakfast
It's gone and still breakfast
Rob my man's and gave it back
Stupid we still stretched 'em
When I wanna talk about nothing
Take me a lil' break from the money
I'ma come holler at y'all
Matter fact leave me your number
And when I'm tired thumbin' through hunnids
When I'm sick of running up commas
I'ma come see what y'all on
I'ma let your b***h know when I'm coming
These niggas ain't f**king with me
n***a that ain't no money to me
n***a I blow all of that shit
When I go it ain't comin' with me
I was in St Louis
Ain't talkin' Missouri and 2 had a hundred on me
That's a lil' big homie
n***a
Touch 'em until you make it to 3
I was with all of the shooters
When I heard it was money on me
I was around the hitman
When I found out it was money on me
Either these niggas don't know what they doin'
Or they scared to go for the kill
We know
They know what they doin' them niggas just know what it is
Like hol' up catch it
Hol' up catch it
Hol' up hol' up hol' up catch it
Like hol' up catch it
Hol' up catch it
Hol' up hol' up hol' up catch it
Run off with it we gon' catch 'em
Pray for the opps and bless they man's restin'
Caught the bag at breakfast
It's gone and still breakfast
Rob my man's and gave it back
Stupid we still stretched 'em
