('Crete)
(It's us )
All of my niggas are solid (brick)
I got a bad bitch fly her to Mexico, I ain't even pay for the pilot (what)
Police pull me over how fast I was going man, I ain't even check my mileage (speed)
I'm making the cheese not the cottage (cash)
Cause I'm not trying to go back to college
Gotta pay my dues, by all any means when I do it, I gotta be modest (it's us)
I lock up the crib every time that I leave I spin back just to make sure I locked it (locked)
These niggas be asking for money, but they didn't know that I came out of pocket (spend, spend)
I check that bitch like a audit
Got a GL3 got "Johnny on the spot" I take it the cops gonna mod it
All these bitches be worried about views
But I'm focused on getting the money
Gotta stay on my P's and Q's so them people don't think that I'm funny
Like a nigga contracting the flu, whip his nose now we leaving him runny
Its her time of the month but I do not care so this shit gon' get bloody (pss, pss, pss, pss)
Had to double up on my racks with the flow, I keep it on track
Had to tell the lil' bitch to relax
No more digging your nails in my back
When I speak it's the truth, it's a fact
I had to send my lil bro for the pack
I can't let all my options to know I got options, Jim Carrey, I put on that mask
I feel like a ghost when I walk through these
Bitches, the money, you know I can see it (womp, whomp, whomp)
Only got two eyes, but I got a third,I need to release it
When I see it, I got tunnel vision
Why you got me all over your mentions
Man she tryna f*ck but the pussy a fish so I get up and leave it
Got the head to stay and she gon' eat it
Grab a neck when I'm bout to feed it, I'm the champ, I'm so undefeated, damn
Yeah I'm bout to feed it (mawh), im the man they got me heated, yeah
Man they got me, damn, and they got me, yeah, okay
Go, go, go, go yeah (it's us)
Go, go, go, go yeah (we solid)
Go, go, go, go yeah
Go, go, go, go, yeah
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('Crete)
(It's us )
All of my niggas are solid (brick)
I got a bad bitch fly her to Mexico, I ain't even pay for the pilot (what)
Police pull me over how fast I was going man, I ain't even check my mileage (speed)
I'm making the cheese not the cottage (cash)
Cause I'm not trying to go back to college
Gotta pay my dues, by all any means when I do it, I gotta be modest (it's us)
I lock up the crib every time that I leave I spin back just to make sure I locked it (locked)
These niggas be asking for money, but they didn't know that I came out of pocket (spend, spend)
I check that bitch like a audit
Got a GL3 got "Johnny on the spot" I take it the cops gonna mod it
All these bitches be worried about views
But I'm focused on getting the money
Gotta stay on my P's and Q's so them people don't think that I'm funny
Like a nigga contracting the flu, whip his nose now we leaving him runny
Its her time of the month but I do not care so this shit gon' get bloody (pss, pss, pss, pss)
Had to double up on my racks with the flow, I keep it on track
Had to tell the lil' bitch to relax
No more digging your nails in my back
When I speak it's the truth, it's a fact
I had to send my lil bro for the pack
I can't let all my options to know I got options, Jim Carrey, I put on that mask
I feel like a ghost when I walk through these
Bitches, the money, you know I can see it (womp, whomp, whomp)
Only got two eyes, but I got a third,I need to release it
When I see it, I got tunnel vision
Why you got me all over your mentions
Man she tryna f*ck but the pussy a fish so I get up and leave it
Got the head to stay and she gon' eat it
Grab a neck when I'm bout to feed it, I'm the champ, I'm so undefeated, damn
Yeah I'm bout to feed it (mawh), im the man they got me heated, yeah
Man they got me, damn, and they got me, yeah, okay
Go, go, go, go yeah (it's us)
Go, go, go, go yeah (we solid)
Go, go, go, go yeah
Go, go, go, go, yeah
(It's us )
All of my niggas are solid (brick)
I got a bad bitch fly her to Mexico, I ain't even pay for the pilot (what)
Police pull me over how fast I was going man, I ain't even check my mileage (speed)
I'm making the cheese not the cottage (cash)
Cause I'm not trying to go back to college
Gotta pay my dues, by all any means when I do it, I gotta be modest (it's us)
I lock up the crib every time that I leave I spin back just to make sure I locked it (locked)
These niggas be asking for money, but they didn't know that I came out of pocket (spend, spend)
I check that bitch like a audit
Got a GL3 got "Johnny on the spot" I take it the cops gonna mod it
All these bitches be worried about views
But I'm focused on getting the money
Gotta stay on my P's and Q's so them people don't think that I'm funny
Like a nigga contracting the flu, whip his nose now we leaving him runny
Its her time of the month but I do not care so this shit gon' get bloody (pss, pss, pss, pss)
Had to double up on my racks with the flow, I keep it on track
Had to tell the lil' bitch to relax
No more digging your nails in my back
When I speak it's the truth, it's a fact
I had to send my lil bro for the pack
I can't let all my options to know I got options, Jim Carrey, I put on that mask
I feel like a ghost when I walk through these
Bitches, the money, you know I can see it (womp, whomp, whomp)
Only got two eyes, but I got a third,I need to release it
When I see it, I got tunnel vision
Why you got me all over your mentions
Man she tryna f*ck but the pussy a fish so I get up and leave it
Got the head to stay and she gon' eat it
Grab a neck when I'm bout to feed it, I'm the champ, I'm so undefeated, damn
Yeah I'm bout to feed it (mawh), im the man they got me heated, yeah
Man they got me, damn, and they got me, yeah, okay
Go, go, go, go yeah (it's us)
Go, go, go, go yeah (we solid)
Go, go, go, go yeah
Go, go, go, go, yeah
Writer: Sean Springer
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