[Chorus]
I told Brittany I was gon' be bigger than Austin, uh
Ate my veggies then I worked on my offense, yeah
Had to do that 'cause she liked them boys that was ballin'
Let's go
[Post-Chorus]
I got a roly-poly ollie (Woah)
Look at my wrist, yeah, that bitch is so stony (Yeah)
Look at these holy-moly phonies (Ayy)
I swear that boy nothin' but a jabroni (Ayy)
We got the work, the pack, it's rollin' (Woo)
These niggas tapped, they rat, informants (Woo)
No premeditate, we kill in the moment (Yeah)
That's because I cannot go out like Tony (Baow)
I got a roly-poly ollie (Woah)
Look at my wrist, yeah, that bitch is so stony (Yeah)
Look at these holy-moly phonies (Ayy)
I swear that boy nothin' but a jabroni (Ayy)
We got the work, the pack, it's rollin' (Woo)
These niggas tapped, they rat, informants (Woo)
No premeditate, we kill in the moment (Yeah)
That's because I cannot go out like Tony (Baow)
[Verse 1]
Ah man, here we go, um, again
I just popped a bean, the bean was on ten (Woah)
Ah man, off that molly again
Sand tan, sand tan with two 10s (Woo)
Wham-bam while I'm dug in your ma'am
Don't know her name, so I save her "Roxanne" (Uh)
I can never trust one girl again, the reason I'm movin' around with two twins (Woah)
The reason I'm movin' around with my dogs, these niggas frauds (Ayy)
Yeah, I gotta knock that off (Ayy)
Diamonds don't got no flaws (Yeah)
Everything I got Dior (What?), I don't even shop at Ross (Yeah)
Why the nigga bitch always on my top if she ain't never top me off? (Let's go)
And you know my niggas, they whippin' that raw (They whippin' that raw), yeah, yeah, they whippin' that raw (Ayy)
Top of the month, they be gettin' it off (Ayy), yeah, yeah, they gettin' it off
If I go on a hit, I'm on top of it, dog (Shh)
No, I will not say, "Um, drop me off" (Woah)
I know that these niggas on top of me, dog, yeah, these boys they want to knock me off
But they can't (Uh)
[Refrain]
Because I've got that money (Because I've got that money), yeah
And I can get it started (And I can get it started), yeah
Got Uzis, TECs and Carbons (Got Uzis, TECs and Carbons), yeah
We'll turn you to a target (Will turn you to a target), yeah
Please don't get me started (Please don't get me started), yeah
1600 the world, no army (1600 the world, no army), yeah
If it ain't about money then don't call me (If it ain't about money then please don't ball me), no
All my stones cold like Austin (All my stones cold like Austin)
[Chorus]
I told Brittany I was gon' be bigger than Austin, uh
Ate my veggies then I worked on my offense, yeah
Had to do that 'cause she liked them boys that was ballin', ayy
Nah-nah-nah, woah, nah-nah-nah, I want all the smoke (Bah), woah, yeah (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
Nah-nah-nah, these boys, they too broke (They broke, they is broke boys), woah, yeah
Nah-nah-nah, that boy, he on coke, woah, what?
I get high but can't put nothin' in my nose (Can't put nothin' in my nose), yes, oh
Trap all night even though I make millions from shows (Woah)
Pulled up in a Rolls Royce white and I said it on froze
Tried to get in my Cullinan and lie, now she on the bus like a ho
I said "No lie, no, like really, no lie, yeah, this life is tricky"
Top my thousands, yeah, I spent fifty, I got clientele in Philly
[Refrain]
Because I've got that money (Because I've got that money), yeah
And I can get it started (And I can get it started), yeah
Got Uzis, TECs and Carbons (Got Uzis, TECs and Carbons), yeah
We'll turn you to a target (Will turn you to a target), yeah
Please don't get me started (Please don't get me started), yeah
1600 the world, no army (1600 the world, no army), yeah
If it ain't about money then don't call me (If it ain't about money then please don't ball me), no
All my stones cold like Austin
[Chorus]
I told Brittany I was gon' be bigger than Austin, uh
Ate my veggies then I worked on my offense, yeah
Had to do that 'cause she liked them boys that was ballin', ayy
Nah-nah-nah, woah, nah-nah-nah, I want all the smoke (Let's go)
[Post-Chorus]
I got a roly-poly ollie (Woah)
Look at my wrist, yeah, that bitch is so stony (Yeah)
Look at these holy-moly phonies (Ayy)
I swear that boy nothin' but a jabroni (Ayy)
We got the work, the pack, it's rollin' (Woo)
These niggas tapped, they rat, informants (Woo)
No premeditate, we kill in the moment (Yeah)
That's because I cannot go out like Tony (Baow)
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