GWAN N LEAN (feat. Grammar Boy)

I get plenty money Might as well be the bank by myself Money from the internet Yeah, I'm a pirate for my wealth You take Zelle? No Credit? Naur Take an IOU? Nuh Uh! Baby girl, I got it, call me "Niaja Jordan Belfort" OG told me that I should become the change I wanna see So I took my MacBook Pro and made it a damn factory I'mma need a V2 rocket, on a killing spree Ain't no one controlling me, balling just my Destiny Runnit, runnit Runnit, runnit Run it up, I love the checks Had the bookie shook cause I don't look and I still win my bets If I save enough, I could afford to buy the New York jets I don't care bout the game, I just want a private jet Bet the money make her wet I go hard like Tiger Woods Have a spot up in Tibet It won't put a dent in my bread Said she like Milan just once So I'mma take her there for months Treat her just like a Princess Girl what's good, what's really good? Why bark back if he never gone bite? He won't never know why all my girls go both sides I am deep inside the matrix and he scared of fluoride He need mouthwash and tide And to go on outside I just, I just loosened baby up And now her man's tight He call me a bad guy Homie, go take a hike Sycamores around me I still burn them trees all damn night Pushing P's so damn fly Got my D's from Van Dyke OG told me that I should become the change, I was like bet! Put my head up to my bread, I'm on my phone but not in bed I'm so on it, I don't even care bout spam texts from my ex Now I'm sleeping on them bums, don't need no Percocets All these honeys round me and they know that Imma G Looking at me from they knees Call me daddy, ain't my kids Want me rubbing on their hair and touching all on they panties Said she don't like social media I know that she's a keeper Green mean money machine Bald and cut like Mr. Clean Don't give explanations I just cut them off, too annoying Green mean money machine Bald and cut like Mr. Clean Watch just how you talk to me Before the mandem "gwan n' lean"