歌詞
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
Back-to-back with my accountant
Me, my family straight, my problems different
I don't know which car I pulled out from valet
Lambo kitted
Going 200 because I did 200 today
THIS Probably going to be my best year
Funny, I spoke that shit last May
Life taking off, shit I been sitting at the gate
And they wait, I came early
Brought too many, now we late and they gone pay
Now we here, so what they really saying
We grossed a 100 million in 5 years
Shit felt like 5 days
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
Now I walk it like I talk it
And my arm like a faucet
Now my arm piece cost a foreign
I really put my family on
I don't need know help from y'all ****
Tell my dogs hey look we all rich
We did 10 cities in a row
It get scary in October
I push that G Wag like it's stolen
My neck piece heavy I'm leaning over
This shit too, this shit too long from over
I wish you, I wish you ain't fucked me over
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
**** like to talk about shit
They don't know the half
Ten million times two
This shit was hard, but easy math
Valet pull my car up front
They still talk behind my back
But at least they talking
Hop on the beat start walking
Written by: Bryce Thompson
