We gone run through these bitches

Look

Bitch tried to hoe me know she wanna give me sex

Told her get up out my face she can't even give me neck

Know them **** gone be mad when they see me driving wraith

Make a **** wanna kill me but I stay around a k

Know a **** never scared tell me how you wanna play

Whole squad full of killas you can really die today

All my **** drive is hemis yeah you know we got away

Speeding off to the money yeah I go a bag to chase

I'm a 7mile **** so I need like 7 figures

Tryna finger fuck some hundreds I ain't tryna play with triggers

When I make a hundred grand ima hit my money dance

Make it rain in the club then we double up again

We slang these rapper bricks till we make a million

Need like ninety nine more before I call the shit a win

Yeah I know this shit banging you can feel it in the wind

I'm the coldest **** spitting know go tell it to your friends

Ahh

Know that I'm the coldest when I'm spitting fire

They say that the sky in the limit we gone take it higher

I might bust the door down so they can't deny us

You know the city coming up man they can't hide us

You know my **** dc clutch jay and rock

You know my **** jd controlling the block

And my **** lo heading straight to the top

All my **** superstars how the Fuck we gone flop

Damn they want mo out here selling hella mixtapes like the 4 bows

Whipping up these verses back to back like they broke hoes

They telling money ain't everything but I want mo

Knowing every verse I spit is cold need my mouth froze

So when this money come I hit up johnny dame for white gold

I ain't talking barbecue my **** need my grill cold

Shit is like a full time job dodging rat hoes

Ain't tryna smoke no weed if you put it in a rello

I'm addicted to the green I'm a sit and watch the crop grow

That one was a money bar ain't talking bout no weed tho

I be fooling with this shit but never try me like a clown tho

Bitch hold on hold on bitch