Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kris Rich
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrail Commodore
Songwriter
Lirik
60k up I coulda bought a chain
Young turnt ni**a could bought his main
I just want the money
He just want the fame
I ont fu****k with ****
Dey be too strange
I’m that widebody scat
Taking two lanes
I got a turnt bit*h
And a plain Jane
I be by myself
Cause ni**as don’t be on the same thing
Mo bit**es
Mo problems
That’s what that money bring
I’m not into saving hoes
Do you see a cape
She don’t got to ask
She kno I’m getting cake
These hoes want attention
But don’t want to listen
Doing fraud
Got my neck & my wrist glistening
Showed a 50 ball
Now she wanna finnesed
With me
She kno I’m havin
Now her friend want to mess with me
On the real
These ni**as can’t fu*k with me
All I ever asked
Was to keep it a buck with me
Big 30 on me
Yea you kno wsssup with me
Real steepers
Got Weezy in the cut with me
I thought I told you lol baby
I’m just cut different
Got that drank in my cup
So I’m slo sippin
Told her if she keep trippin
Then she gone miss me
Had to run up that bag
Yea I went missing
35 in a day
Yea my shyt hitting
Collecting chips
I anit stunnning no bi**hes
Remember I was broke
I was penny pitching
Now it’s big bizness
Imma just trying to get rich
And dodge prison
Sorry mamma
Ik you on’t like
How I’m living
But I gotta get it
These ni**as don’t get it
I didn’t have to spend on her
But she let me hit it
A ni**a play with this shyt
We spinning like a fidget
You ni**as money short
I call that shyt midget
Turnt ni**a
Yea im worth like 6 digits
Written by: Tyrail Commodore