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People sayin' all my new shit kill No shit, well my old shit kill too Count a 150 thou That's a lie right now, in a year that's the real truth Ain't about that though More about the people that'll doubt that flow Watch 'em fall back when they hear the wrong track I'ma need a new accountant just to count that dough Comin' in fast, can't count that slow Got it stacked too high, can't count that low By the time it's 2020, I'm addicted to the money Man, I don't know what I'd ever do without that dough Gotta get whatever I want I don't gotta habit, I can quit whenever I want I don't gotta have it but if you got it I gotta grab it I fought it, I thought I had it I promise I'm not an addict You wanna know why I get wasted? Cause these bitches all basic And when I can't take it I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser But you wanna know why I get wasted? To forget about that Fake shit, I ain't never been about that SongtexteAll the money and the fame I can live without that Drink, smoke, chill Gon' and pop a pill Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will Drink, smoke, chill Gon' and pop a pill Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal See that all white tesla? That's new Said he really gettin' paid now That's true All eyes on me Give a fuck about you So you really gon' hate now And that's cool Fuck 'em Do this shit all on my own, all on my own Man up, you not in my zone Smoke this shit all to myself, all to myself Drink 'til the bottle is gone I don't know why you so mad, why you so mad? I never did you no wrong I just be livin' my songs, that's all Told your bitch she better leave me alone Uh, rich white women in my nightmares Never let me hit it in my Nike Airs And I don't get it cause I fight fair Hit it right, bet I put it right there Rich black women in my dreams Never let me get up in her jeans Shorty what you mean? I just bought you 4 or 5 drinks Make it drop girl, do it for the team All these bitches are bougie They all wanna be wifey She ask me if it's Gucci I tell her: "Yeah bitch, it might be" Now we in the jacuzzi and I still got on my Nikes Cause I've been drinkin', smokin', chillin', wasted That's why she like me You wanna know why I get wasted? Cause these bitches all basic And when I can't take it I'm drinkin' liquor out the bottle, no chaser But you wanna know why I get wasted? To forget about that Fake shit, I ain't never been about that All the money and the fame I can live without that Drink, smoke, chill Gon' and pop a pill Bitches in the lobby, I already know they will Drink, smoke, chill Gon' and pop a pill Now these bitches in my room and you already know the deal Aus Songtexte Mania