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Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (SpiffoMadeIt)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh

I'm really rappin' what I live, this is not a dream
He try to act up and get killed tryna cause a scene
Diamonds bleedin', bustin' the field, ain't no robbin' me
Follow me, show you how we live, niggas, talk is cheap

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

So Icy, they know that we run it
I walk down on my opps, I ain't runnin' (baow)
Yoni tight, he can't show me no hunnid
He got RIP'ed, know that I done it, I won't go for nothin' (on blood)
I'm really that bitch, on God (ooh)
I wish I could still do fraud (wham)
I be itchin' to swipe me a card
Get ahead of him, buy me a car
Ooh, my gang too iced, don't freeze up (ice)
Pass around that lil' foreign, no VISA (yeah)
Everybody know they can't see us
Other label too weak, they can't be us

I was trappin', had 'bout fifteen bands ridin' in that '77 (trap)
From the block for real, when I was ten, I stole a MAC-11 (huh? Bitch)
Now these diamonds on me kickbox, just like UFC
I record your ho like TikTok, I got different scenes, ho
Wop, he said, "Don't play with them," don't play with him, I break the rim
If he hatin' on me, bet he broke, I bet his pockets thin (who?)

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

My gun is not a racist and these bullets don't discriminate (nah)
Get rid of all the evidence, don't leave nothin' incriminatin' (huh?)
Still ain't met no nigga on this earth I felt intimidate (f*ck 'em)
I got breathin' hoes and mufflers on my Charge' for ventilation (grrah)
Lately, I've been short on conversation, let me demonstrate
All my clique bipolar with the diamonds, we go mental patient (crazy)
Trap house goin' crazy, man, it's packed like the central station

Uh, yup (uh), yup, yup, yup, yup (uh)
Big Scarr, bitch, I'm heavyweight, I f*ck her, I ain't no dinner date
High speed on the interstate, leave 'em dead on Exit 8
Bitch, I came from catchin' plays, I came up off of Section 8
Free lil leak up off them bodies, niggas tellin' on the case

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

All white bricks (bricks?)
Diamonds still legit
Stunt on your ho, send me the go
Throw me the Henny, I'm drivin' the boat
I cut a deal with the ratchets
Slide on your nigga, his head in a basket
I roll him out, put a cape on his casket
Make it official, then seal with a gasket (ooh)
1017, I'm the bitch, that's a ransom (uh)
Diamonds so icy, your new bitch could never (no)
I ain't a lawyer, but I went to school (blrrt)
Have a lil' bucks and this pussy good too (blrrt)

Ayy, got brand new choppers can't wait to use (yeah)
Play with my camp, it's breakin' news (breakin' news)
No, I ain't been with my glizzy lately
I'm still tryna Drac' a dude (Drac' a dude)
Never need no pillows (no) or no cover
We come lay on you (we come lay on you)
I'm the type to spend a night on your block
I'll wait for you (blrr-blrrt, blrr)
Blrr-blrrt, these metal jackets too
Big 7.62 caught in his back, now he can't never move
Blrr-blrrt

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it
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Uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh (SpiffoMadeIt)
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh

I'm really rappin' what I live, this is not a dream
He try to act up and get killed tryna cause a scene
Diamonds bleedin', bustin' the field, ain't no robbin' me
Follow me, show you how we live, niggas, talk is cheap

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

So Icy, they know that we run it
I walk down on my opps, I ain't runnin' (baow)
Yoni tight, he can't show me no hunnid
He got RIP'ed, know that I done it, I won't go for nothin' (on blood)
I'm really that bitch, on God (ooh)
I wish I could still do fraud (wham)
I be itchin' to swipe me a card
Get ahead of him, buy me a car
Ooh, my gang too iced, don't freeze up (ice)
Pass around that lil' foreign, no VISA (yeah)
Everybody know they can't see us
Other label too weak, they can't be us

I was trappin', had 'bout fifteen bands ridin' in that '77 (trap)
From the block for real, when I was ten, I stole a MAC-11 (huh? Bitch)
Now these diamonds on me kickbox, just like UFC
I record your ho like TikTok, I got different scenes, ho
Wop, he said, "Don't play with them," don't play with him, I break the rim
If he hatin' on me, bet he broke, I bet his pockets thin (who?)

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

My gun is not a racist and these bullets don't discriminate (nah)
Get rid of all the evidence, don't leave nothin' incriminatin' (huh?)
Still ain't met no nigga on this earth I felt intimidate (f*ck 'em)
I got breathin' hoes and mufflers on my Charge' for ventilation (grrah)
Lately, I've been short on conversation, let me demonstrate
All my clique bipolar with the diamonds, we go mental patient (crazy)
Trap house goin' crazy, man, it's packed like the central station

Uh, yup (uh), yup, yup, yup, yup (uh)
Big Scarr, bitch, I'm heavyweight, I f*ck her, I ain't no dinner date
High speed on the interstate, leave 'em dead on Exit 8
Bitch, I came from catchin' plays, I came up off of Section 8
Free lil leak up off them bodies, niggas tellin' on the case

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it

All white bricks (bricks?)
Diamonds still legit
Stunt on your ho, send me the go
Throw me the Henny, I'm drivin' the boat
I cut a deal with the ratchets
Slide on your nigga, his head in a basket
I roll him out, put a cape on his casket
Make it official, then seal with a gasket (ooh)
1017, I'm the bitch, that's a ransom (uh)
Diamonds so icy, your new bitch could never (no)
I ain't a lawyer, but I went to school (blrrt)
Have a lil' bucks and this pussy good too (blrrt)

Ayy, got brand new choppers can't wait to use (yeah)
Play with my camp, it's breakin' news (breakin' news)
No, I ain't been with my glizzy lately
I'm still tryna Drac' a dude (Drac' a dude)
Never need no pillows (no) or no cover
We come lay on you (we come lay on you)
I'm the type to spend a night on your block
I'll wait for you (blrr-blrrt, blrr)
Blrr-blrrt, these metal jackets too
Big 7.62 caught in his back, now he can't never move
Blrr-blrrt

Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
Swear they don't know it
Like what to do with all this cash? I'ma f*ck it off
Hard to get at you, shots at his fam, get his brother off
I'm rollin' with my niggas and we loaded
And they don't know how hard it was to get here, so I'ma expose it
I swear they don't know it
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Writer: Alexander Williams, Channing Nicole Larry, Elijah Best, Kierra Shiday, Kwame Khalil Brown, Lavonte Powers, Lontrell Williams, Radric Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave

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