Lyrics
D. SHAR
Who the best is? This shit is a toss-up
I ain't signed to Jay, I'm still throwin' them racks up
God, I'm in love with them diamonds
New Rollie, still don't know how to set up the timin', uh
Damn, here you go talkin' that shit again
I was doing shows, rockin' Zoro's old Timberlands
Now I'm startin' to see the world through a different lens
Polo Lounge with my attorney talkin' 'bout dividends
I need all mine on time, in a hurry
No net 30s 'less we in the bank with Steph Curry
Doin' bitches dirty, kick 'em out before it's even early
Send 'em home on ankle express, maybe a McFlurry
But I'm a changed man, the limo tint for different reasons
I beat the odds, now my haters wanna get even
It's probably 'cause I never give out handouts
'Cause ain't nobody helped me 'til it planned out
Laughin' to the bank like 50 Cent
I'm laughin' to the bank like 50 Cent
Clicky-clank-clank, clicky-clank-clank
My money don't fit in my piggybank
Clicky-clank-clank, clicky-clank-clank
My money don't fit in my piggybank (oh)
I got a mean ol' left like I'm De La Hoya
The boy always in some shit, gotta retain the lawyers
Got a bad old thing, yeah, that girl is gorgeous
Man, I skrrt-skrrt them things like I'm Jeff Gordon
I used to serve the-
And that shit sting sometimes, so they nicknamed me Lil Gordon
Mama kicked me out the house 'cause I was failin' courses
Now she see what I'm about, man, my life is gorgeous
(Life is gorgeous)
Laughin' to the bank like 50 Cent
I'm laughin' to the bank like 50 Cent
Clicky-clank-clank, clicky-clank-clank
My money don't fit in my piggybank
Clicky-clank-clank, clicky-clank-clank
My money don't fit in my piggybank