Yea
Im just vibing, know what I'm sayin
Its like 3 am
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
They lucky I went to the studio
Could've been at da crib smashing on your main hoe
I rather get this cash nigga go and get a bankroll
My money street worldwide, RIP to Bankroll
Id be anything nigga but I cant be broke
Where ever I go Ima make it to a trap nigga
Hustle day and night yea Im a real trap nigga
Had them hard time I aint know who was there with me
Its only gon get harder tryna tell who really care for me
Im sending out da hail Mary
I had some folks switch up, that shit wasn't fair to me
Im counting up the rackies they say I wasn't fair to them
I could've crept up on em tonight, but I spared them
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
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Yea
Im just vibing, know what I'm sayin
Its like 3 am
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
They lucky I went to the studio
Could've been at da crib smashing on your main hoe
I rather get this cash nigga go and get a bankroll
My money street worldwide, RIP to Bankroll
Id be anything nigga but I cant be broke
Where ever I go Ima make it to a trap nigga
Hustle day and night yea Im a real trap nigga
Had them hard time I aint know who was there with me
Its only gon get harder tryna tell who really care for me
Im sending out da hail Mary
I had some folks switch up, that shit wasn't fair to me
Im counting up the rackies they say I wasn't fair to them
I could've crept up on em tonight, but I spared them
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
Im just vibing, know what I'm sayin
Its like 3 am
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
They lucky I went to the studio
Could've been at da crib smashing on your main hoe
I rather get this cash nigga go and get a bankroll
My money street worldwide, RIP to Bankroll
Id be anything nigga but I cant be broke
Where ever I go Ima make it to a trap nigga
Hustle day and night yea Im a real trap nigga
Had them hard time I aint know who was there with me
Its only gon get harder tryna tell who really care for me
Im sending out da hail Mary
I had some folks switch up, that shit wasn't fair to me
Im counting up the rackies they say I wasn't fair to them
I could've crept up on em tonight, but I spared them
Its 3:30 in the morning
Getting to the cash yea
You know I stay on it
Blew a bag at follies, and I blew a bag at on onyx
I just popped an addy now I'm up till the morning
Ima keep it real witcha, ima be honest
I keep this shit a thou wow
If you disrespect my name nigga you get da pow pow
Pleigh got the chop sticks, he eat you like some compow
Potato head on that bit that shit aint making no sound
Writer: Mohamed Bayo
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