[ Featuring Preme ]
(Ay Where Preme)
I blow through that bag fast
Then I stack it faster
I blow through that bag fast
Then I stack it
(Ay Supreme)
(Mack Dis You Foo)
Yea
I blow through that bag fast
Then I stack it faster
I f*cked on that bitch last
Cause could've had her
I been on my own grind
Nothing else matter
Young Nigga fresh on his (Huh)
Young Nigga fresh on his grind
All these bad bitches
All these f*ckin riches
All these pounds
Moving around
F*ck it i'm fine with it
Rappin and singing it got me a check (Huh)
F*ck nigga better respect it I go at ya neck (Huh)
Walk with a Cross no stressin'
I gotta count my blessings
Setting these trends im fresh and
I heard rap nigga say i ain't shit
I drop this shit he tripping
Lil sed I leave em on read
And bet she gone text its gone cost to caress me
I already f*cked that hoe
I done had that hoe
F*ck that she past tense
Rappers they bitting my melodies
All in my pockets they tryna go sound like Lil Sed
Bitches been tryna come f*ck with me
Cause I been running it up in the spot like with bread
In and Out, In and Out
I took a different route
Nigga got tired of that fake shit
I'm finna cash out my mama My team
Fin to get her house and new bracelet
Nigga i'm a hustler
Solve these problems
I'm gone fix it
Once you get that
Money, Power, Fame
Shit get tricky
Once I got that
Money, Power, Fame
I got picky
Picky with my
Time, My Money, My Energy
And All my women
I blow through that bag fast
Then I stack it faster
I f*cked on that bitch last
Cause could've had her
I been on my own grind
Nothing else matter
Young Nigga fresh on his (Huh)
Young Nigga fresh on his grind
I blow through that bag fast
Then I stack it faster
I f*cked on that bitch last
Cause could've had her
I been on my own grind
Nothing else matter
Young Nigga fresh on his
Young Nigga fresh on his grind
