They know I got cash, I ain't got a brand no more I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch a boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is closed I throw in the big, cause fuck it, I had to hold I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes I jump a whole quarter, now my neck is probed Rich forever, but with my team on Think I'm still trappin', I got four bones These niggas just cap for real, ain't seen a half a mil' My big ass think so real, always trappin', pay the bills Money long, need a pickup truck, lotta hunnids, you can't pick em up Gotta make sure my niggas rich, in the Tesla, but I had to switch These niggas fraud, really counterfeit, flip it over, then she do a split They was lyin', but I'm really rich, she be lyin', you can't trust a bitch Want the money, yeah, the check, that shit, rubber bands all around my wrist Boat niggas, they ain't talkin' bout shit, I was broke, had to hit that lick I'm thinkin' bout a rave, I just might go snatch a ghost I'm all in the Forbes, I ain't got a brand no more She give me top at the red light She get her bag out her head, right? Cuban Lynx, nigga, iced out, pinkie ring, that's a lighthouse They know I got cash, I ain't got a brand no more I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch a boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is closed I throw it to a bitch, cause fuck it, I had to hold I made a hunnid thousand in the same clothes I jump a whole quarter, now my neck froze Been forever with my team, nigga, the block is hot My niggas, they trap a lot, my bitches got their ass out Fuck it, she tap out, my money don't max out What is the cap about? You niggas, they cap a lot I'm droppin' the top on spot, she ain't tryna fuck, then she get heaped out Then keep talkin', then get X'd out, mama said, don't have my house trapped out Got a lil' foreign, bout to blow it back out, too many shows, pack that He keep talkin', he ain't bring no racks out, new land, now I'm bout to back out 100 points for the shit we sold out Run out of the check, it's no more relaxin' I bought the Richie, you bought the Roland Bitch, mama lyin', said she don't know me I wanna ball like better than Kobe 100 rack, blue cheese, it's on me We ain't friends, no, you're not my homie Run forever, we got tall racks Broke bitch, better fall back They know I got cash, I ain't got a brand no more I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch a boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is closed I throw in the bitch, but fuck it, I had to hold I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes I jump a whole quarter, now my neck is froze Rich forever, but with my team on Think I'm still trappin', I got four bones I'm still trappin', I got four bones