[Booka600] I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller
Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus And I´m chasin´ all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I´m with the gang, that mean I´m hangin´ ´round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon´ play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don´t wanna fuck again
[Lil Durk] Don´t none of my diamonds be SI´s I bought some Cartiers just for my left eye Killin´ on the Southside, money on the Westside
Hustler, I could sell Popeyes to Popeyes I got it out the mud, I ain´t never had shit Gang, gang, gang, niggas know what it is Hermes rag when I wipe my tears Carat and carat shit in my ear And I go Johnny, ain´t goin´ no veneers I see Lil D when I look in the mirror Lam´ truck, I ain´t gotta pop it in gear Hurtin´ my mom only thing that I fear And that shit scary Fake niggas real, let ´em tell it My pockets got like Jared But this ain´t Subway I´ma keep my nine just like RJ Barrett
[Booka600 & King Von] I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller
Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus And I´m chasin´ all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I´m with the gang, that mean I´m hangin´ ´round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon´ play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don´t wanna fuck again (Von)
[King Von] I´m King Von from the O The dirty lil´ boy, used to sleep on the floor The same lil´ nigga chased dawg by the store
And now I got a mil´, nigga, I´m the G.O.A.T. Heart so cold, need a Moncler coat My gun hot like I got it out the stove Your bitch weak, won´t touch that ho Free Cdai, Numba9, D-Rose Bangman, Duke, can´t forget Ebo (Uh-huh) Them my bros, O Block, 6-O (Uh-huh) They with me everywhere I go You better know if I blow, he blow Me and Whitewall was posted up at the store Me and L´A was drillin´ shit when it was cold Reminiscing on the days when we was close I love both sides, just to let you know
[Booka600] I got two duffle bags and they handed from the teller Two bad bitches, but they dead to me like callus
And I´m chasin´ all this money, army green, the color relish Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went to nailed her Bitch, I´m with the gang, that mean I´m hangin´ ´round some felons And Blow, he got the K, and he gon´ play it like a guitar Never have I hit a bitch that say she don´t wanna fuck again