Letras
Ready, yeah, yeah
I done spent ya re-up at the jeweler
Left and came back with a cooler
I don't touch nothing but the money
Balling hard, nigga, I'm a hooper
Know they praying on ya downfall
I'm just waiting on the plug call
You the type to talk about the work
I'm the type to lay your ass off
I don't see you niggas at the bank
I don't see you niggas at the mall
I don't see you niggas at the jeweler
I don't think you wanna be a boss
Blue money stuffed in the pockets
To much to carry in the pants
Ima go over niggas head
And I know they won't understand
I'ma turn the money around fast
Nigga I'ma go ceiling fan
Fly, nigga I'ma never land
Fly, nigga I got jet lag
Big dog elephant weight
How you turn that shit to real estate
New watch, still can't wait
To cut the fucking head off a snake
Nigga I don't play no games
But a nigga 'bout that Gunplay
Road to riches, this a one-way
Ice cream we got sundaes
If you can count it with ya hands, it ain't enough (it ain't enough)
Middle finger, fuck 'em all, 'cause it's just us (it's just us)
Solitaire's cushion cuts and emerald cuts
They can't downplay a nigga when you up (when you up)
If you can count it with ya hands, it ain't enough (it ain't enough)
Middle finger, fuck 'em all, 'cause it's just us (it's just us)
Solitaire's cushion cuts and emerald cuts (shot)
They can't downplay a nigga when you up (when you up)
Why they wanna downplay a nigga
Tracy T, a pound cake, a nigga
Got white like I hate niggas
Put ya boy to work, slave a nigga
Wheel chair I'll drake a nigga
We ain't playin put it in my hand
When you got it, you do what you want
When you're broke, you do what you can
Feet down, head to the sky
Living life, they just living lies
Nigga can't knock it if he tried
Money run you see a nigga strive
Still getting it, I don't get tired
Tracy T done went Kevin gates
Dog-ass nigga with a stray
Tryna make the money counter break
If you can count it with ya hands it ain't enough (it ain't enough)
Middle finger fuck 'em all, 'cause it's just us ('cause it's just us)
Solitaire's cushion cuts and emerald cuts
They can't down play a nigga when you up (when you up)
If you can count it with ya hands it ain't enough (it ain't enough)
Middle finger fuck 'em all, 'cause it's just us ('cause it's just us)
Solitaire's cushion cuts and emerald cuts
They can't down play a nigga when you up (when you up)
When you got it you do what you want
When you don't you do what you can