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Uh, oh I'm on they ass like some white on some rice Everything off the dome, I don't like what I write Know these niggas all cap, they gon' type what they type Oh, oh, L462, on Granny Oh, okay Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay From the trenches where we don't use banks We stuff bands in the safe I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to Bitch, I'ma do what I want to Give her dick, I'ma fuck with my chains on She don't know what to do, she ain't used to this I ain't really want none of the foolishness I get money, don't do none of that stupid shit I'm a youngin' who act up, so I'm pourin' the Act' up Dick in her back, fuck her back up She call me daddy while I pull her tracks up Ballin' on niggas, I need a new matchup Oh my God, these niggas be fake, they be cappin' Ballin' like AI, don't need me no practice SongtexteMy personal safe used to be in my mattress Surprised and I know they ain't think I would do it Bro gotta eat, I'ma show 'em to do it Don't give a fuck what they think 'bout my music I'm still makin' money, they hopin' I lose it I'm never gon' stop 'til that Patek got boogers And mama can kick up her feet in the hills Rainbow the money, got twenties and fifties But my favorite dollar got blue on the bill I rock Armani, Givenchy, and Gucci I remember them days I was steppin' in Fila Said I wouldn't be shit, so I showed my ass I got doubted by every single one of my teachers Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay From the trenches where we don't use banks We stuff bands in the safe I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to Bitch, I'ma do what I want to I got sick of the bitches, gon' ball now To the top, ain't no way I'ma fall down I remember when them bitches tried to dub me All them thotties wanna call now I can't ever go back to the basics They took a nap and woke up when I made it I mix the X and the lean to get faded They wanna talk to me now that I'm famous Life is a gamble, I'm shootin' my dice Bitch, I'm poppin' the tag, give a fuck 'bout the price Bitch, I'm postin' a pic', give a fuck 'bout a like Bitch, I been on they ass like some white on some rice Always go off the dome, I don't like what I write Know them niggas all cap, they gon' type what they type Heard he hang with the rats, I got snakes who will strike Mama, they thinkin' 'bout takin' my life Ain't that shit crazy? I'm only a youngin' And niggas show envy, them niggas wan' kill me I got me a dime and she stay by my side No, she can't do no trick for no mofuckin' penny I split it with the gang, how the fuck am I stingy? Got shooters on go, man, that shit can get busy And my diamonds ain't SI, I rock VVS Chandelier, when I walk you can see me I remember they wouldn't buy my CD Now they wan' see me 'cause I'm goin' RiRi I made the drip, all these niggas wan' be me Stack up that bread for them people who need me Split that shit up with the gang, ain't no way that I'm greedy It ain't this easy, I make it look easy This off the dome, you ain't gotta believe me I'm goin' so hard, wanna star on that TV Couple dollars a day keep my pockets okay From the trenches where we don't use banks We stuff bands in the safe I was in mama's uterus thinkin' 'bout cake Know they research the drip, I ain't spillin' the drank Mama always told me do what I'm 'posed to Blue-strip Benji's, only thing that I'm close to Bitch, I'ma do what I want to Aus Songtexte Mania