Splurge

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Woo Bitch, I'm finna go splurge Tell me who the hell gon' fuck with me Putting money on the cusp with me Dirty money, so disgusting Ugh All my niggas gon' be busting Never talking, no discussion No, no, no, no Never settling for nothing Nah, nah, nah, nah I bе walking out with something Boy, I be coming in way too fast Way too damn fast Wanna make a dollar, tryna makе it last Tryna make a motherfucking dollar Pull up on a nigga dressed in all black Hit a nigga with the bang Bang, bang, bang, hit him with a tag Woo I'm just trying to see a milli A milli I'm just trying to see a billi A billi Stacking paper to the ceiling The ceiling Damn All of this ice got me chilly Cold Bitch, I'm a bear like a grizzly Grr You niggas be laughing, you silly I be coming in way too fast Way too damn fast Way too damn fast Tryna make a dollar, tryna make it last Tryna make a motherfucking dollar Slice a nigga up, samurai attack Woo Spend a couple thou, make it right back Make another nigga wanna white flag Ain't nobody trying Artie, bitch I'm the hottest living, eating with my gang like it's Thanksgiving Bought a new bitch and that pussy came with a red ribbon Uh-huh T-shirt 'cause I'm bread winning, heavy sending All these little niggas fuck with Yachty Look up to me 'cause a nigga popping TJ and Dexter, youngest niggas dropping All my brothers coming hard as ever Might have splurged for the Gucci sweater Might jet off with P into the weather change I like the new you Bitch, I ain't changed 50 gang shooters on the roof Dabbing hard in a mini coop with your finest boo Chopper with me and he got the shotty Two more years, I'ma cop the Mazi My brother, Nick, love all your music So you're really popping For real Xanax got my body stopping Fuck a job, I could never clock in Niggas talking down, I might clap 'em Shit get horny when I wrist watch 'em Watch 'em Tick tock, I'm to another zone Post up like I'm Karl Malone Bet your girl dressed to all my songs It's that fly music Fly music Young ID, bitch will ride to it Young ID, bitch, I'm always first Gang, gang, gang Shooting at you like a hand burst Hand burst Taking all your bitches' favorite purse Huh, huh Going in the bag and the purse Woo Tell them niggas, sir Gang