letra de profits - chloe bands
im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing
chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b-tches be talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap
i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way
ohhhh
you see me in gucci see me louis im wilding out in da store
these n-ggas be talking about me
cause they cannot talk to me nomore
dub a f-ck n-gga he out the door
left a f-ck n-gga im back on my sh-t
im back in my glow
these b-tches be chatting ill pull up and we could go blow for blow
no competition no toe to toe
all of these n-ggas bluffin
my brother will shoot u for nothing
was letting off shots with my cousins
look at lil chloe she buzzin
hoes wanna see if i own or im leasing
hoes wanna see if im capping or eating
said ima do it they didn’t believe me
they ain’t believe me
the people that laughed i know they regret it
all of the beef they try to dead it
i got em back already
back out a chop and im ready
these b-tches be soft like spaghetti
drink all the lean til im deady
im back on my sh-t and im ready
im making a profit
im making deposits
im counting up hunnids
u counting up nothing
chasing this money
im chasing a bag
these b-tches is talking
they dont got no stash
i had to trap in the trap
i had to find my own wave
i had to find my own way
ohhh yea
some of these trappers done told
im a lil savage on go
all of yo n-ggas gone fold
im that lil b-tch on the roads
im that lil b-tch with the pros
pull up extendo you know im gone blow
im that lil haitian im catching these zoes
n-gga im solid yo b-tch is a problem
im f-cking up commas these n-ggas can’t stop us
all of my n-ggas on go
none of my b-tches gone fold
i get the money im out of site
shoot this sh-t up like a parasite
flex on these b-tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
flex on these b-tches with dirty bikes
louboutins on me they filled with spikes
louboutins on me
ohhhhhh
f-cking up touchys and chase
my man just pulled up in a wraith
i get that money all day just stay out my way
these hoes talking sh-t imma spray
f-ck on your man he gone stay
barking on you he put you in your place
i come thru i geek and i leave
b-tches ain’t flexing on me
i pull up with foreigns and gs
b-tches know me gotta get the bread
counting hundreds and fiftys , keep it tucked under my bed
see i was slaying all these stores like i’m on a f-cking sled
n-ggas try to zoe me they get shot up in they head
see i ain’t with the politics i’m only into getting bread
little ole me chloe ducking from the feds
i be missing lil keisha she was always with the dreads
and we ran it up crazy cause she always brang me heads
b-tches moving crazy they get shot up in they face x2
see i be into making money all these b-tches making friends
and dont you forget about all that sh-t that i just said
yea
said ima do it and i did it
said ima do it and i did it
said ima do it and i did it
said ima do it and i did it
said ima do it and i did it
said ima do it and i did it
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