Storm*

[Intro]

(Island with the cash like Diego)

(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

[Verse]

I don't see no competition, I just stay in my lane

I don't entertain birds, I ain't sayin' no names

This nigga sneaky takin' pictures, he in love with my frame

For that check I'ma dash, I ain't talkin' bout' Dame

They be askin' questions like, "What she do for the fame?"

[?] ho, whatchu do for the [game?]

Whatchu do for boss bitches you can't do for a lame?

Man these niggas really munchin', whatchu do for them chains?

How'd you fucked the blunt roller just to talk to the rapper?

If the shoe fits wear it, bitches be [?]

She fuck with scammers, trappers, athlete, rappers

Call that hoe football 'cause niggas just passed her