I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Ain't worried bout nobody I'm doin me
It's four in the morning I'm still goin in
Goin big on big just me and my team
Bitch ass nigga can't come right here
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Way too lit yea
High top kicks yea
Yea we way too rich yea
Yea and I stay frozen
And I'm golden
Big racks what I'm holdin
Blowin up like explosive
Yea I'm locked and loaded
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
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I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Ain't worried bout nobody I'm doin me
It's four in the morning I'm still goin in
Goin big on big just me and my team
Bitch ass nigga can't come right here
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Way too lit yea
High top kicks yea
Yea we way too rich yea
Yea and I stay frozen
And I'm golden
Big racks what I'm holdin
Blowin up like explosive
Yea I'm locked and loaded
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Ain't worried bout nobody I'm doin me
It's four in the morning I'm still goin in
Goin big on big just me and my team
Bitch ass nigga can't come right here
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Way too lit yea
High top kicks yea
Yea we way too rich yea
Yea and I stay frozen
And I'm golden
Big racks what I'm holdin
Blowin up like explosive
Yea I'm locked and loaded
I'ma go get me a bag
I promise ain't goin out sad
Yea they like damn why you drippin like that
And when I land I go get me some racks
Yea I been flexin got these niggas mad
No I ain't stressin a bitch I done had
Man it's a blessin to count all this cash
All this cash yea
My new whip orange yea it look like Crash
Ballin I'm scorin like Bron with the Cavs
I'm movin forward can't dwell on the past
Buy out the store for some Rick Owens pants
I cook up fasho and I don't need a pan
I'm with three hoes in a big body Benz
This shit got me floatin yea I'm way too lit
Way too lit yea
Writer: Dwayne Williams
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