Caught for a gun Judge might say it´s a RICO ´cause you was a part of them
I´m from the slums, I´m with the shorties who rob and they gave me a Cartier I´m with them ones, she on the block with a gun, don´t know where the Barbie is I´m from the mud, shorty be showin´ me songs, I tell him how hard he is I´m sippin´ that lean again, on bro, I don´t need a friend Perc´ 30, don´t need a 10 You broke, they´ll leave again Boss bitch, don´t need a man G-Wagon for both of the twins Why you mad I got motion again? And I´m goated, promote revenge
He ain´t turnt no more, ain´t no way I can run out of money He ain´t turnt no more, hit up a cell to open Chanel, we under the palm tree
He ain´t turnt no more, pick up a bitch, she knowin´ she thick, it made my arms weak He ain´t turnt no more, give her a pill in hidden hills, she out of harm´s reach He ain´t turnt no more
Hit a bitch no followers, the lottery I be knowin´ when these hoes sloppy See, I´m goated, I made it through poverty I done shared my millions with thotties She slick in the privatest party Call brodie, he slide with Barbies Call brodie to call up the thotties Richard Mille is red, Takis I´d rather get head sloppy Broke niggas be mad wocky I´m Smurk, I´m mad cocky You ain´t never seen dead bodies
This Patek Philippe, not a Carti´ (Go) Bulletproof, put the kid on a Brabus (Go) Know the owner of Webster, I´m sharper Sex feel way better ???
He ain´t turnt no more, ain´t no way I can run out of money He ain´t turnt no more, hit up a cell to open Chanel, we under the palm tree He ain´t turnt no more, pick up a bitch, she knowin´ she thick, it made my arms weak He ain´t turnt no more, give her a pill in hidden hills, she out of harm´s reach He ain´t turnt no more
Ain´t no way I can run out of money (Ain´t no way I can run out of money) Ain´t no way I can run out of money (Ain´t no way I can run out of money)
Ain´t no way I can run out of money (Ain´t no way I can run out of money)