Amiri on my denim
I keep coming trim
Pockets kinda heavy
I hit the mall It's like I hit the gym
Vince I'm coming Carti on my glasses
I'm hanging off the rim
You ain't made enough to sit by me at all
I'm getting Rich Off Tim
Long live the cardholders
I keep on killing banks
Why would you compare me to yourself
Bro we two different ranks
Momma told me stop allet scamming
I'm afraid I can't
I'm goin' fed or getting rich
I'm sorry momma I just left the bank
Nigga I feel like Charlie Brown Jr I keep scoring pints
16 ounces in this cup
You can't get a conversation
Bitch cause you not rich enough
Only f*ck with bad bitches
Check my background and I dare a nigga to call my bluff
I got this bad bitch at the crib and she want me to f*ck her Ruff
Yes I'ma dog ass nigga
Hoes see me in public like that's Kobe from the gram
They want a picture
I keep waking up and popping on daily I'm getting richer
I don't which one I'm loving more the AP or the Richard
Brodie got the ar p it gotta binary trigger
I can't stand you broke ass niggas
Claim you popping on and putting plays in motion
Boy that Kia not a strikers that's that cheap shit you got stolen
Pounds landed to the drop house I can't wait to bust them open
Woke up mad as f*ck today the 15k account
The bank den froze it
Navy Federal gone let me know same day if we got motion
I'm Mixing Wok With the Tris Im trynna slumber off this potion
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Amiri on my denim
I keep coming trim
Pockets kinda heavy
I hit the mall It's like I hit the gym
Vince I'm coming Carti on my glasses
I'm hanging off the rim
You ain't made enough to sit by me at all
I'm getting Rich Off Tim
Long live the cardholders
I keep on killing banks
Why would you compare me to yourself
Bro we two different ranks
Momma told me stop allet scamming
I'm afraid I can't
I'm goin' fed or getting rich
I'm sorry momma I just left the bank
Nigga I feel like Charlie Brown Jr I keep scoring pints
16 ounces in this cup
You can't get a conversation
Bitch cause you not rich enough
Only f*ck with bad bitches
Check my background and I dare a nigga to call my bluff
I got this bad bitch at the crib and she want me to f*ck her Ruff
Yes I'ma dog ass nigga
Hoes see me in public like that's Kobe from the gram
They want a picture
I keep waking up and popping on daily I'm getting richer
I don't which one I'm loving more the AP or the Richard
Brodie got the ar p it gotta binary trigger
I can't stand you broke ass niggas
Claim you popping on and putting plays in motion
Boy that Kia not a strikers that's that cheap shit you got stolen
Pounds landed to the drop house I can't wait to bust them open
Woke up mad as f*ck today the 15k account
The bank den froze it
Navy Federal gone let me know same day if we got motion
I'm Mixing Wok With the Tris Im trynna slumber off this potion
I keep coming trim
Pockets kinda heavy
I hit the mall It's like I hit the gym
Vince I'm coming Carti on my glasses
I'm hanging off the rim
You ain't made enough to sit by me at all
I'm getting Rich Off Tim
Long live the cardholders
I keep on killing banks
Why would you compare me to yourself
Bro we two different ranks
Momma told me stop allet scamming
I'm afraid I can't
I'm goin' fed or getting rich
I'm sorry momma I just left the bank
Nigga I feel like Charlie Brown Jr I keep scoring pints
16 ounces in this cup
You can't get a conversation
Bitch cause you not rich enough
Only f*ck with bad bitches
Check my background and I dare a nigga to call my bluff
I got this bad bitch at the crib and she want me to f*ck her Ruff
Yes I'ma dog ass nigga
Hoes see me in public like that's Kobe from the gram
They want a picture
I keep waking up and popping on daily I'm getting richer
I don't which one I'm loving more the AP or the Richard
Brodie got the ar p it gotta binary trigger
I can't stand you broke ass niggas
Claim you popping on and putting plays in motion
Boy that Kia not a strikers that's that cheap shit you got stolen
Pounds landed to the drop house I can't wait to bust them open
Woke up mad as f*ck today the 15k account
The bank den froze it
Navy Federal gone let me know same day if we got motion
I'm Mixing Wok With the Tris Im trynna slumber off this potion
Writer: Dior Bgs
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