Quick 10

Cappin’ like you up

Boy, stop it

If it puts some money in my pockets

Then a bitch can’t knock it

I work a nine-to-five for that first deposit

Spend it on some Pink Runtz

Break it down, re-up

Touch down, back in the city

Now the fee up

Tap in, talkin’ numbers while the plane land

Backends get sent when I’m back to the crib

Just gave you a blueprint to make a quick ten

Say you having motion

Boy, you gon’ have to show me

Don’t think you the owner

**** saying that you owe ‘em

He think he that **** just ‘cause

All the hoes want ‘em

They just like that Hellcat

Whole time it’s a stoley

Imma need six feet

I’m clocking yo’ receipts

Already got the tea

You can’t bamboozle me

DMing me, saying he got what I need

Boy you need yo’ own bitch, a new hustle, and a lease

Cappin’ like you up

Boy, stop it

If it puts some money in my pockets

Then a bitch can’t knock it

I work a nine-to-five for that first deposit

Spend it on some Pink Runtz

Break it down, re-up

Touch down, back in the city

Now the fee up

Tap in, talkin’ numbers while the plane land

Backends get sent when I’m back to the crib

Just gave you a blueprint to make a quick ten

These days men ain’t even flexing for the bitches

They want these other **** to think it’s what it isn’t

Rather be lit than rich, I don’t get it?

Still in the trenches, but yo’ kit half a ticket

Rent unpaid but your shoes twelve hundred

Blowin’ down loud with no food in your stomach

Matter of fact, fuck it

You like it? I love it

But if I was you, I wouldn’t ball on my budget

Cappin’ like you up

Boy, stop it

If it puts some money in my pockets

Then a bitch can’t knock it

I work a nine-to-five for that first deposit

Spend it on some Pink Runtz

Break it down, re-up

Touch down, back in the city

Now the fee up

Tap in, talkin’ numbers while the plane land

Backends get sent when I’m back to the crib

Just gave you a blueprint to make a quick ten