Letra

I got 20 in the stash spot I'll put it on one of your niggas, Buss down my teeth at Johnny Dang I'm tryna get figures All of them hoes they act the same but girl you different Tapped in on whole other level I'm tryna get the Richie Came from sleeping on the floor young nigga tryna get richer, He got demons in his soul you can see it all in his pictures, I can't fuck with no lame hoe her friend all in our business Your ex niggas a lame-o and I'm on the way to Millions They gon hit if I say so gon' put you on a menu Gon put Hittas on payroll the backend and then venue I got drillas that lay low do drills up out the rental I been stacking my pesos 100 on the menu 99 problems but I cannot let a bitch be one I been focused on this paper like lil bitch be gone That new demon got a hemi and a new v charged Doggy bone on demon time he down to take that charge Bitches say I'm acting famous making sure the bros live large She ain't never been to Hollywood and walk on stars Bad lil bitch she left Sephora in a foreign car They don't wanna see me win they rather see me starve I got 20 in the stash spot I'll put it on one of your niggas, Buss down my teeth at Johnny Dang I'm tryna get figures All of them hoes they act the same but girl you different Tapped in on whole other level I'm tryna get the Richie Came from sleeping on the floor young nigga tryna get richer, He got demons in his soul you can see it all in his pictures, I can't fuck with no lame hoe her friend all in our business Your ex niggas a lame-o and I'm on the way to Millions Ya whenever the rain go Might pull up on you with it Take a trip out to cacao's She want Dior like a Stepper She want me to make us better I don't need her I just let her She know G my favourite letter Double G my Gucci sweater Keep a Nina and beretta and We gon' slide on they side and make it wetter My homie yeah he died at 25 I'm tryna live better I can't tell a lie I'll split the pie Whenever I get it Pop back on my shit Them hoes got mad as shit I been taking trips you always coming with some baggage bitch Pop out in a fit I put Givenchy on my latest chick I'm the starting 5 I never been the type to Play the bench Wondering who the greatest is I got 20 in the stash spot I'll put it on one of your niggas, Buss down my teeth at Johnny Dang I'm tryna get figures All of them hoes they act the same but girl you different Tapped in on whole other level I'm tryna get the Richie Came from sleeping on the floor young nigga tryna get richer, He got demons in his soul you can see it all in his pictures, I can't fuck with no lame hoe her friend all in our business Your ex niggas a lame-o and I'm on the way to Millions
Writer(s): Tyrel Mattison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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