Hundred thousand racks in the bank yea
I get all this money smoke my weed that shit dank yea
You're girl on my line had to block her cause she fake
You're girl on my line had to block her cause she fake yea
And you know I'm really bout that life aye
Run up on me slice ya throat with a fucken knife aye
And she see me winning so she tryna be my wife aye
And we smoking strong, getting faded all night
Getting faded all night
Bitch fuck a gun run up on me and I'll fight
Fight
Try to play me and I'll take ya fucken life aye
Now she on her knees and she stayin all night all night
Shit I got too many fucken cars
And you know I'm slowed down off some motherfuckin bars
Tryna run from me you know he ain't make it far
Tryna run from me you know he ain't make it far aye