Paris Fashion Week

Who you know, made it out and stunt like this Yellow diamonds on my neck, your jewelry ain't on shit All that flexin' for the gram, got you broke as a bitch I just took this nigga hoe down, I'm yellin pick six Real expensive lingo, that ain't no cap, I like to spend it Biggest nigga in it, if it's regular, I call it midget I ain't nothin' like these niggas, they gon be poppin' banks at 50 I just fucked my favorite actress, I lied and told her that I know 50 I keep my face card clean, cause I seen how they did Diddy Tryna get that baseball cheese, I'm talkin a million in a minute Panoramic roof, baby, come fuck me in the spaceship I spent Christmas at Magic, they call me Santa at the day shift I been runnin' through these IG hoes, it just don't make sense Always pop out with a bad bitch, she gonna make friends See a opp do em bad right there, don't make amends It feel good to go, Ricky Fit, used to go Citi Trends It feel good to go, foreign whip, used to go City Transit Got the money, put it in my gang, no one felt abandoned Can't one nigga say he gave me shit, Got it off a chances Yo bitch for the streets she ate my D I think she's so romantic Walk up in the bank, make a big deposit Tell the teller, I'm sorry, baby, I forgot to count it You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet Walk up in the bank, make a big deposit Tell the teller, I'm sorry, baby, I forgot to count it You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet I call my shooter, Mad Max, he keep a drum in every pocket I told that nigga don't bring the Drake He think I'm playin', but I ain't Joshin Call me Mr. Clean, any nigga in my field, I wash em Rollin' off a bean, shawty just left the crib and forgot her esophagus Big ass boots, call me the biggest stepper They Balenciaga, niggas don't wanna beef with me no more They know I fuck their momma The run I'm on right now is kinda crazy But bet I do a proper Paris Fashion Week Got these model bitches lookin' star-struck Walk up in the bank, make a big deposit Tell the teller, I'm sorry, baby, I forgot to count it You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet Walk up in the bank, make a big deposit Tell the teller, I'm sorry, baby, I forgot to count it You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet You ain't gettin no money if you can stuff it in your wallet