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[chorus]
look at my bank account, it’s like a half a milli’ in that b-tch, so what i’m ’bout to do? (blow)
they say a n-gga like me wouldn’t make it out, i kicked them doors down, kung-fu (wah)
i got the same n-ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (gang, gang)
i feel like mick when i call my lil’ b-tch, when it’s ringin’, i know she ’bout to fall through (brr)
and on my mama birthday, she wan’ hop on a jet, we gon’ go wherever she wan’ go
i was in boogie bas-m-nt thinkin’ ’bout the studio and somethin’ told a n-gga go
and i lost one of my grandmamas, i got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (blow)
she ain’t got worry ’bout me no more, told me watch thesе b-tches ’cause she know thеy try and go (3oh)

[verse 1]
i remember they was sleepin’ on me, now it’s time for hollywood to gimme a star (gimme my star)
i remember ridin’ public transportation, now i’m pullin’ up in multiple cars (skrrt)
i go to war for my brothers, i whooped a n-gga, tried to jump me, got stuck with a scar (scar, sh-t)
i used to be the brokest n-gga in the trenches, they ain’t think i’d make it this far (ha)
i told my homies just stick by my side, when i get there, blow cheese, we gon’ go up (go up)
i told the opp to just pull up, let’s get this sh-t over with, he ain’t even show up (these— these—)
these n-ggas all talk, they do that sh-t for attention but stay out my mentions (i le— i le—)
i let my dawg talk (grrah), he a rap n-gga, eliminate the competition (bop, bop)
and my new crib, it got a private elevator, b-tches can’t even get on my floor (can’t even get on it)
and i don’t feel like stoppin’ at the bank today, so i do 50,000 in the drawer (drawer)
they say i couldn’t do it, i did it (i did it)
she used to bullsh-t on a n-gga, now i got a bag so she want me hit it (3oh)

[chorus]
look at my bank account, it’s like a half a milli’ in that b-tch, so what i’m ’bout to do? (blow)
they say a n-gga like me wouldn’t make it out, i kicked them doors down, kung-fu (wah)
i got the same n-ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (gang, gang)
i feel like mick when i call my lil’ b-tch, when it’s ringin’, i know she ’bout to fall through (brr)
and on my mama birthday, she wan’ hop on a jet, we gon’ go wherever she wan’ go
i was in boogie bas-m-nt thinkin’ ’bout the studio and somethin’ told a n-gga go
and i lost one of my grandmamas, i got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (blow)
she ain’t got worry ’bout me no more, told me watch these b-tches ’cause she know they try and go (3oh)
[verse 2]
i remember sleepin’ right on the cot (i remember), now i pay 20,000 for the watch (audemars)
i’m with my white homies, we drinkin’ scotch (gang), i take your b-tch, let her dock on the yacht (blow)
f-ck a outfit, ’bout to buy me a store, gave me a milli’, now gimme some more
and these promoters tryna gimme bottles, i don’t want the bottles, gimme all the dough (gimme all the dough)
i seen my partner get stabbed in his neck (grrah), i started hittin’, they hittin’ the deck (grrah)
i heard you snitchin’, now what’s up with that? (rah) i’m like fat trel, got respect with this tec (respect)
i got respect without the sh-t, too (respect), i can fight, but i’d rather just shoot (bow)
i’m on insta lookin’ for somethin’ new (hm), i had a check before the check was blue (ha)
shawty, don’t check for me ‘less you got checks for me, b-tch, i’m like 21 without the knife (21, 21)
i bagged that b-tch, write a story, she told me she married, i guess i’m f-ckin’ on his wife (not my problem)
play with my sisters, you play with my granny, you play with lisa, then i’m endin’ your life (bow)
and my new cougar b-tch, she tryna pull up on me ’cause her n-gga ain’t hittin’ it right (d-mn)

[chorus]
look at my bank account, it’s like a half a milli’ in that b-tch, so what i’m ’bout to do? (blow)
they say a n-gga like me wouldn’t make it out, i kicked them doors down, kung-fu (wah)
i got the same n-ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (gang, gang)
i feel like mick when i call my lil’ b-tch, when it’s ringin’, i know she ’bout to fall through (brr)
and on my mama birthday, she wan’ hop on a jet, we gon’ go wherever she wan’ go
i was in boogie bas-m-nt thinkin’ ’bout the studio and somethin’ told a n-gga go
and i lost one of my grandmamas, i got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (blow)
she ain’t got worry ’bout me no more, told me watch these b-tches ’cause she know they try and go (3oh)

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