Yeah, before I go to sleep, all I think bout is bankrolls
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
Can't make his bitch stop textin' me
I just rolled me a Russian Cream
Yeah, I rolled up and rolled another beam
High out my mind fore' I go to sleep
Feel like I'm big in Carolina like Jodeci
Turned up Carolina, they know it's me
Up in Carolina, most of them notice me
No, I don't f*ck with you, you ain't got to cope with me
I don't f*ck with you motherf*ckin' clowns
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
Take her down like I'm Chris Brown
She know business is business right now
I'll get it and hit it, I'll pin that lil' bitch, I'll make her the talk of the town
Yeah, I make that bitch wanna pop out
I make that bitch wanna be seen
Make her wanna get a bag with me, she wanna come hustle with cream
Yeah, and she know she ain't go out sad with me, she know that we the biggest team
We havin' drums, extensions, and them beams,
We havin' drugs and liquor and the lean
Yeah, we havin' fun, we litty in the streets
Bitch throwin' buns tryna give them cheeks
They know my life real unique
I stay high, I be off the weed
Yeah, I'm that guy, I put on for the team
Yeah, I'm that guy that put on for the gang
Act like a tweaker, we tweak with the flame
Yeah, that's what you get disrespecting my name
Givin' a f*ck what these f*ck niggas say
Not givin' a f*ck what they say about me
Thinkin' bout' life while I'm breakin' down weed
I gotta make it, I do it for me
That's all I want in my life is for me, fam, and friends to go and achieve
Streets been backwards so it's f*ck the streets, but if you feelin' froggy f*ck nigga leap
F*ck nigga, leap
If you feelin' froggy, f*ck nigga, leap
I'm with all that bullshit and the beef
Make me take your new bitch and your ex
Make you take a full clip to the chest
Make us put a goofy nigga straight to rest
We ain't really tryna be around you pest
Better get right or you bound to get left
Talkin' my shit, do that shit to the death
Yeah, before I go to sleep, all I think bout is bankrolls
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
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Yeah, before I go to sleep, all I think bout is bankrolls
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
Can't make his bitch stop textin' me
I just rolled me a Russian Cream
Yeah, I rolled up and rolled another beam
High out my mind fore' I go to sleep
Feel like I'm big in Carolina like Jodeci
Turned up Carolina, they know it's me
Up in Carolina, most of them notice me
No, I don't f*ck with you, you ain't got to cope with me
I don't f*ck with you motherf*ckin' clowns
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
Take her down like I'm Chris Brown
She know business is business right now
I'll get it and hit it, I'll pin that lil' bitch, I'll make her the talk of the town
Yeah, I make that bitch wanna pop out
I make that bitch wanna be seen
Make her wanna get a bag with me, she wanna come hustle with cream
Yeah, and she know she ain't go out sad with me, she know that we the biggest team
We havin' drums, extensions, and them beams,
We havin' drugs and liquor and the lean
Yeah, we havin' fun, we litty in the streets
Bitch throwin' buns tryna give them cheeks
They know my life real unique
I stay high, I be off the weed
Yeah, I'm that guy, I put on for the team
Yeah, I'm that guy that put on for the gang
Act like a tweaker, we tweak with the flame
Yeah, that's what you get disrespecting my name
Givin' a f*ck what these f*ck niggas say
Not givin' a f*ck what they say about me
Thinkin' bout' life while I'm breakin' down weed
I gotta make it, I do it for me
That's all I want in my life is for me, fam, and friends to go and achieve
Streets been backwards so it's f*ck the streets, but if you feelin' froggy f*ck nigga leap
F*ck nigga, leap
If you feelin' froggy, f*ck nigga, leap
I'm with all that bullshit and the beef
Make me take your new bitch and your ex
Make you take a full clip to the chest
Make us put a goofy nigga straight to rest
We ain't really tryna be around you pest
Better get right or you bound to get left
Talkin' my shit, do that shit to the death
Yeah, before I go to sleep, all I think bout is bankrolls
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
Can't make his bitch stop textin' me
I just rolled me a Russian Cream
Yeah, I rolled up and rolled another beam
High out my mind fore' I go to sleep
Feel like I'm big in Carolina like Jodeci
Turned up Carolina, they know it's me
Up in Carolina, most of them notice me
No, I don't f*ck with you, you ain't got to cope with me
I don't f*ck with you motherf*ckin' clowns
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
I take his bitch, beat the bitch down
Take her down like I'm Chris Brown
She know business is business right now
I'll get it and hit it, I'll pin that lil' bitch, I'll make her the talk of the town
Yeah, I make that bitch wanna pop out
I make that bitch wanna be seen
Make her wanna get a bag with me, she wanna come hustle with cream
Yeah, and she know she ain't go out sad with me, she know that we the biggest team
We havin' drums, extensions, and them beams,
We havin' drugs and liquor and the lean
Yeah, we havin' fun, we litty in the streets
Bitch throwin' buns tryna give them cheeks
They know my life real unique
I stay high, I be off the weed
Yeah, I'm that guy, I put on for the team
Yeah, I'm that guy that put on for the gang
Act like a tweaker, we tweak with the flame
Yeah, that's what you get disrespecting my name
Givin' a f*ck what these f*ck niggas say
Not givin' a f*ck what they say about me
Thinkin' bout' life while I'm breakin' down weed
I gotta make it, I do it for me
That's all I want in my life is for me, fam, and friends to go and achieve
Streets been backwards so it's f*ck the streets, but if you feelin' froggy f*ck nigga leap
F*ck nigga, leap
If you feelin' froggy, f*ck nigga, leap
I'm with all that bullshit and the beef
Make me take your new bitch and your ex
Make you take a full clip to the chest
Make us put a goofy nigga straight to rest
We ain't really tryna be around you pest
Better get right or you bound to get left
Talkin' my shit, do that shit to the death
Yeah, before I go to sleep, all I think bout is bankrolls
The only thing I want is Cream, yeah, that money and pesos
Dodgin' all this shit, I'm out here dodgin' all these A-holes
Dreamin' bout a bankroll
I want all these racks on me
Want all the stacks on me
I'm tryna live lavishly
I'm tryna live happily
Want all the bags on me
Want all the cash on me
Can't see nobody passin' me
I run this shit like athletes
If that's your bitch she bad to me
Make her throw that ass on me
She know I got gas on me
Can't have these f*ck niggas next to me
Haters be testin' me
Make a hater rest in pee
Make ya' bitch get the rest of me
Writer: Kenneth Coney
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