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A#mWoo! I'm on my way to an island
FmAnd I'm popping shit at the piA#mlot (Fly shit only)
Niggas be broke and be starvFming
But still talking shit like they vioA#mlent (Niggas is broke)
They said that they honeFmst, talk money
These niggas gon' say that they got A#mit (Huh?)
Get knocked with the key to suFmccess
And these niggas gon' blame it on KhA#maled
A#mThey don't want to see you win (They don't)
FmThey don't want to see the Wraith (No)
A#mYou don't want to see your bitch
FmCaught up in the stars like she outer space
A#mMansion after condo, condo after mansion
FmAnd I'm running out of space
A#mTell your homie, keep on coming out his mouth
FmI'm sending somethin' round his way
A#mNiggas barely getting lawyer money
FmBetter get some Sig Sauer money
A#mRunning 'round like you Superman
FmDon't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (Ha)
A#m'CauFmse I'm the one to put it on your money
A#mI'm the one that make it happen it to you
FmNiggas with you fuck around and do it for me
A#mHopped in the WFmraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#mFly out the pFmiff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#mAll of my partners is popFmpin', you know that we litty again
A#mAll of the foreigns on CoFmllins, you know that we litty again
A#mThey don't want to see the squad
FmThey don't want to see the Wraith
A#mThey don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
FmLike she going outer space
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we litty again
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we did it, we litty again
A#mFeature money out the safe
FmWent and brought a Wraith, brought it down Collins
A#mNiggas talking like they want it
FmWhen we in the city, they don't want problems
A#mNiggas said they gon' rob us
FmBut nigga, we coming from welfare
A#mI shoot a movie, when I pull it have you
FmCatch a bullet like a NFL player
A#mShould've known it was litty
FmWhen bitches start lying on my dick
A#mLie on that pussy like I hit
FmCan't even be a side, side bitch
A#mI'm hittin' 9s, 10s
FmAnd you ain't even looking like you a 5
A#mBroke bitches trying to do it for Twitter
FmWhen they used to do it for Vine, whoa
A#mI'm the man of the hour
FmI'm the nigga with the airtime
A#mRolls Royce Wraith
N.C
Put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline
A#mNiggas talking 'bout my hair line
FmI laugh about it, I be feelin' them
A#mSee, we both be making M's
FmThey be making memes, I be making millions
A#mI just counted up a Quentin Miller
FmA QM, that's a quarter milli
A#mThey don't wanna see Jae drop "6"
FmFly private when I go to Philly
A#mFunny money, yeah I know it's silly
FmBut your hoe feel me when I pull up
A#mAnd I got a pour a whole four on it
FmI promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah
A#mHopped in the WFmraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#mFly out the pFmiff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#mAll of my partners is popFmpin', you know that we litty again
A#mAll of the foreigns on CoFmllins, you know that we litty again
A#mThey don't want to see the squad
FmThey don't want to see the Wraith
A#mThey don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
FmLike she going outer space
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we litty again
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we did it, we litty again
A#mAll of my niggas is way up
FmThese niggas is haters, I know that they hate us (Suckers)
A#mI score your bitch like a lay up (Score)
FmI make a mil' like a layup (More)
A#mI pop a pill just to stay up (Woo)
FmI sip the lean just to slow it up (Slow it up)
A#mI'm with my team and we goin' up (Goin' up)
FmAll of these foreigns, they know it's us
A#mWhip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
FmLike the coco when we mix the soda up
A#mPerfect timing and we're blowing up
FmFuck it, I'ma light the Rollie up
A#mShawty fucking for Chanel
FmI ain't tripping, that's a coconut
A#mPush the 'Rari 'till the motor bust
FmStack the paper, fill the sofa up
A#mLie on that paper
FmI am not slacking, I stay on that paper
A#mI feel like it's a restraining order on that money
Fm'Cause y'all stay away from that paper
A#mI know some niggas that used to be balling
FmBut know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper
A#mI be spending hundred, hundred, hundred after hundred
FmThey thought I was making this paper
A#mFuckin' it good, I be raping this paper
FmShit, I might as well get married to money
A#mI marry Nicki, still married to money
FmShe rich as Mariah, I carry the money
A#mAnd fuck a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills)
FmI bag the money
A#mIthang out my pocket, embarrasing money
FmI act like I ain't used to having this money, ho!
A#mHopped in the WFmraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#mFly out the pFmiff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#mAll of my partners is popFmpin', you know that we litty again
A#mAll of the foreigns on CoFmllins, you know that we litty again
A#mThey don't want to see the squad
FmThey don't want to see the Wraith
A#mThey don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
FmLike she going outer space
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we litty again
A#mLitty again, litty again
FmI got it, we did it, we litty again
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