Lyrics

Uh 980 hoodie, Michael Mary, Louie Damier duffle bag matching Flowing like I practice black magic Hundred thousand on me with a black 'matic I was school shopping with my mom money Now I tell my jeweler flood my arm for me I'm in Gucci blowing car money I can tell these niggas never saw money I pick up a bag if I walk through Want a feature I'm not who you talk to I'm bout to get Kairi a puppy The shit that you making I blow it on dog food It was not no better tryna find a lever It was freezing out I couldn't find my sweater Times I mention we applying pressure Found a brand new 40 like I'm finding treasure I ain't coming out of it ain't a dime or better Diamonds on me look like Fiji water Never thought that it would be me recording Rob ya mother just to feed my daughter I was burning bags before I seen a quarter I am not the one, they saying we extorted Fuck her send her back like she deported I was jumping out a cab with weed and water Promoters tell me its a lot of us I was on the greyhound with a lot of dust If you not a hater then you proud of us Bagging powder smoke until we outta blunts Pour up until we run out of cups I'm that nigga that shit is so obvious These jeans cost me 1490 My team grimy don't follow us I got ya wife in my section her phone off Pull up in the foreign they wonder how much do the chrome cost I was a worker I hustle now bitch I'm my own boss We after the witness only way I know that they won't talk Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches Nigga I was born gifted Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I'm bout the millions I hope that we all get it Bitch I'm on a mission I can't tell you about a sentence I don't need no witness I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I'm a gold digger Reach for the gold, I'ma reach for you bitch so put the pole in her Stains on the stove, but I wasn't cooking dope in the kitchen boning her Chains so damn iced out, bet you can't see the fucking gold in them And I walk on beats, I got the key, I'm a custodian All day, all my niggas rocking dog chains I've been killing shit since I was fourteen Tell the plug that I need the whole thing Fuck a little bit, the whole thing Take the what and leave the what, the whole thing Think I need another pair of Balmains So my niggas pull up and they all game Time fly while I'm scheming Pop a perc and then I started tweaking In a room full of temporary bitches that you prolly never even seen in These niggas wanna give me reasons Now I'm looking for a fucking reason So I tell a bitch, I'll be your side nigga, If you watch her niggas, they be heated, uh I got ya wife in my section her phone off Pull up in the foreign they wonder how much do the chrome cost I was a worker I hustle now bitch I'm my own boss We after the witness only way I know that they won't talk Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches Nigga I was born gifted Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I'm bout the millions I hope that we all get it Bitch I'm on a mission I can't tell you about a sentence I don't need no witness I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I'm a gold digger I pop a perc I might doze off I just wanna win and take no loss I feel like the Mac I knock hoes off I got ya bitch right out her clothes dog Vuitton my denim I can send a couple cons to get 'em Uber ya bitch send a car to get her Jealously real that's on God they bitter I was tryna bag 100 grams I went to Brazil for another tan I ride with G money like Duh Duh Man Often come through ya window like Brother Man My Prezi the suite my Prezi the rollie I go to the beach because I love the sand In my city the hottest I stopped wearing Prada's My diamonds is doing the running man Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches Nigga I was born gifted Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I'm bout the millions I hope that we all get it Bitch I'm on a mission I can't tell you about a sentence I don't need no witness I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I'm gold digger Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches Nigga I was born gifted Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I'm bout the millions I hope that we all get it Bitch I'm on a mission I can't tell you about a sentence I don't need no witness I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I'm a gold digger
Writer(s): Carl E. Mccormick, Robert Mandell, Julius Dubose, David Brewster Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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