Boe Rilla - Exactly Lyrics

These niggas is, these niggas is tryna distract me These niggas is, these niggas is yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm tryna get to the money and these niggas tryna distract me
I'm ballin' on them like a athlete, with triple doubles on the stat sheets
You know I be on it, I'm whippin' a foreign I might got your bitch in the back seat
She thumbin' through the bag, countin' the money, it should be a hundred exactly

I'm paving the way for my Lincoln niggas
Just look at the squad and you see the winners
I said we gon' get it, so now we ain't talkin' no more
Cause that money gon' speak for niggas
You wasn't my homie, back when it was ravioli that we used to eat for dinner
But now that we made it, niggas is hatin', but really they wish they was eatin' with us

I'm hungry, so why would I half ass? Impatient, so I need the fast cash
I never had a bank account, I usually deposit the money in trash bags
Just posted 50,000 on the gram, I put money involved on the hashtag
Cause when I was broke, they thought I was a joke, now I'm ballin', so I got the last laugh

These bitches thirsty to get next to me, lookin' like I got a check on me, lil' nigga
Shorty think I'm a celebrity, look at you, I see the jealousy, lil' nigga
Lincoln' we up and we on it now, compared to us, you niggas watered down
So now every time I go clubbin', the owner gon' pay me a bag just to walk around L-O-E

I'm tryna get to the money and these niggas tryna distract me
I'm ballin' on them like a athlete, with triple doubles on the stat sheets
You know I be on it, I'm whippin' a foreign I might got your bitch in the backseat
She thumbin' through the bag, countin' the money, it should be a hundred exactly

It should be a hundred, not nothin' less, if her count aint correct, tell her count it again
I know the plug and he got em for ten, went from a Chevy and copped me a Bent
Lorenzo the rims and I darkened the tint, cause when Shorty top me, it be sloppy as shit
You see me with your bitch, you know I'm f*ckin' her, but she keep tellin' you that I'm just a friend

You different for jackin' that, I'm that nigga though, that's a fact
Pullin' up and them foreigns be back-to-back, all of them black on black
Once I f*ck me a bitch, then the money, I always get back to that, ain't no distractin' that

On the road to the riches, my foot on the gas, put in the work, had to jugg for the bag
Run it up, then it get put in the stash, basic bitches, all them bitches be trash

The fire bitches be the gold diggers, I never get close
I f*ck em' and duck em', cause bitches be tryna expose niggas
Niggas hatin' and they shouldn't be mad, but I understand cause they broke niggas
They mad cause they hit the bar and get a cup, while I'm in a section of rose sippers L-O-E

I'm tryna get to the money and these niggas tryna distract me
I'm ballin' on em' like a athlete, with triple doubles on the stats sheets
You know I be on it, I'm whippin' a foreign I might got your bitch in a back seat
She thumbin' through da bag countin' the money, it should be a hundred exactly
I'm tryna get to the money and these niggas tryna distract me
I'm ballin' on em' like a athlete, with triple doubles on the stats sheet
You know I be on it, I'm whippin' a foreign I might got your bitch in da back seat
She thumbin' through da bag countin' the money, it should be a hundred exactly
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