Dollars

I keep a few dollars in a pocket on my jeans

I want the rubies, Prada

I want all the finer things

This ain't no doobie, but I'ma

Spark it up with extra heat

And I'ma red-hot shooter

The way I hit you with the zinc

Nonsense is all that I be hearing on the low

Try to play me once

Play me two damn times, that's not gon' go

I can't give a damn but f-

It makes my head reach to the floor

Seen these haters lookin' on my gram, get out my zone

It's OD on the come-up, man

Yeah, I say this loud

Man, I'm feeling so damn proud

Better just watch out, we gon' pounce

Keeping it real for the bros in town

OP with 'em and he's always winning

Playin' with the juice, man, he came off dripping

OC kill it 'til he hit the ceiling, yeah

I keep a few dollars in a pocket on my jeans

I want the rubies, Prada

I want all the finer things

This ain't no doobie, but I'ma

Spark it up with extra heat

And I'ma red-hot shooter

The way I hit you with the zinc

Contacts hitting my phone right now

I don't understand why they always f-king with me now?

Keep it humble, but it's hard

When all they want is just some clout

For the real ones with me, I keep it G, I don't let down

(See, I'm not with the business)

(Better not get caught with the list)

Play around with this shit like a menace

I'm not fathering you as my kid

I heard them say, I'm never gonna change

Man, just look how far I came

Man, I'm running to that fame

I keep a few dollars in a pocket on my jeans

I want the rubies, Prada

I want all the finer things

This ain't no doobie, but I'ma

Spark it up with extra heat

And I'ma red-hot shooter

The way I hit you with the zinc

Have a few dreams, I'm gonna cash it

I know that this sh- gon' last

Ain't no lucky one in this game, you know that's facts

Get the bag and run the rest

'Bout to do my Shmoney dance

I get the cheddar

Did with 'fetti sitting in my pocket

Change your weather

The way I make it rain

You needing an umbrella

In your feelings, I'm gon' have to make it better

Showing love, I'm here to give it to whoever

Yeah, do the dash, I hit the zoom

Yeah, CTK, I'm 'bout to make some room, yeah

Marking every check to speed this through

Man, I'm poppin', but I ain't no damn balloon

I keep a few dollars in a pocket on my jeans

I want the rubies, Prada

I want all the finer things

This ain't no doobie, but I'ma

Spark it up with extra heat

And I'ma red-hot shooter

The way I hit you with the zinc