Lyrics
(Banger)
(Hahaha)
Mm
(DJ on the beat, so, it's a banger)
Mm
Won't put that money before my friends again
It was a lesson
I'm steady countin' these Benjamins, it is a blessing
Legit with all my businesses, can't get arrested
My Mexicans ready to catch a kill, I feed 'em Addys
Baddies tryna trap me, epidural break her back
I'm too thorough, bitch relax, status massive just like that
Niggas hoes, just the act they playin', catch 'em, body bag
Deeski pop, no lollygag, we was taught to alley pass
Why these lames wanna play? That Glock-10 open faces
They in strolls, the lost of patience, lost a bag and made a greater
Next of kin, he a baby, it depend, you want to take him
I won't be the one to save him, only brothers, no relations
We gon' ride or leave 'em walk, tracin' over flesh with chalk
Ever took a nigga pulse? That had feel like Fentanyl
Boonie live to play with dawgs, what you did gon' be the cause
You took a pill, they sent him off, richer than my kids in law
I can't sit with nigga's flaws, keep it real, you get the sauce
I pass it when I get the ball, in the club, the bitches call
That's them niggas on the wall, I see ill in my thoughts
Left his head on the wall, that's for Chino, Tay, and Von
Won't put that money before my friends again
That was a lesson
I'm steady countin' these Benjamin's, it is a blessing
Legit with all my businesses, can't get arrested
My Mexicans ready to catch a kill, I feed 'em Addys (yeah, yeah)
Fifty million, I actually got it (yeah)
Got a lick, would I actually grab it? (Yeah, yeah)
And his nose, he practically smashed it (yeah)
In my hood, I'm Pablo Esco' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Off the rubber, I'm fuckin' with plastic (oh)
I'm an ungrateful, nasty, bastard (oh)
Ted and Wicked, them my little rascals
Why you scatter? You don't even matter
So, I'm old, won't speak on them murders (no)
Won't speak on the niggas who trollin'