Verse 1
Independent like a label
They tried to copy they ain’t able
You getting gassed you're enabled
I’ve done surpassed my shit stable
Stacking paper watch me closely they really wanna know me
Didn’t know my name now all of a sudden they my homies
"I’m getting this money" been the motto since the old me
"Can I take your order?" told 'em bring me guacamole
Front row seats
Major like we in the baseball leagues
Quick he peeped
Wondering how my pockets stay deep
Brand new sneaks
Ain’t hear a squeak when we pulled up lowkey
The city I creep they can't keep up
No they can’t keep up with me
Hook
(Instrumental)
Verse 2
My hooks make 'em put it down with the figure four
I'm counting cash, yeah, my figures getting more
Flowing so wicked, Nardo pulled up at the door
Benjamins in my pockets, Washingtons on the floor
Opps be playing games but they never once scored
Running up the racks so high can't be ignored
Running up the racks so high my pockets soared
One more lie and you'll get laid out like a corpse
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