Bitch I wake up in the morning get right back to paper chasing
I aint f*cking with you niggas when you turn your back they hate
I been stacking on my money I been on the road all day
I been stacking all my hunnits me and my niggas never play
I been running up the bank
Got Styrofoam with pink
I aint ever gave a f*ck what these haters got to think
Only god im here to thank
Pray to god I get the bank
Swear to god I cannot change
Off the percs I can't think
I been smoking on that dank
I might take a trip today
Just cause that's how I been feeling
Wont stop stacking till a million
I'm the flyest in the building
Yeah this pou got me chilling
I'm the flyest in the building
And im gone make these millions
And im gone make these millions
And im gone make these millions
Feel like wayne got no ceilings
I aint care bout your feelings
Send a bitch on her way
Broke niggas can't relate
Take a trip out the states
Got to much on my plate
Broke niggas gone hate
Got to much on my plate
Broke niggas gone hate
Got to much on my plate
Aim this glock at your face
If you niggas want a taste
Aim this glock at your face
If you niggas tryna scrape