SO MUCH

Taurus

So much, So much

YeeeHeee

So much money in my pockets, I don't walk the same

So much gold in my teeth, I don't talk the same

I got beam on this joint, and my patek plain, I might kill a lil' neck before I board this

Plane

I got guala, I got dough, I got fettuccine, So much money in my bank, I feel like

A genie, Lately I've been feeling famous, so I keep the jeezy

I don't know if he a fan, or he want this ring

Either way I'm on ten, either way I'm gon' win

I get money, but I'm trackin, everything I spend

Take the Porsche, then I track it, then hop in the Benz

I'm like dead for real, I get bread for real

So much money in my pockets, I don't walk the same

So much gold in my teeth, I don't talk the same

I got beam on this joint, and my patek plain, I might kill a lil' neck before I board this plane

Uno

I got paper, I got deads, I got racks all that

In a coupe, I'm blazin, nigga can't tame me

VVs hittin' like crack

This ain't no phase, I'm havin' this cheedar, the safe stacked up like Tetris

I don't feel no pressure, Italian the leather, Went Marni on the sweater

Switchin' lanes with a fin, Rindin' Stricker, swappin' the vin

I got rich habits, I can't manage, Droppin' a bag again

I go Bottega after hours, burning through Benjamins

I don't got no friends for real, They all dead for real

So much money in my pockets, I don't walk the same

So much gold in my teeth, I don't talk the same

I got beam on this joint, and my patek plain, I might kill a lil' neck before I board this plane

You ain't gotta worry about me, bitch, I got it

I got choppers, so much whips that I can't park it

So much, so much, so much, so much, so much of it, I can't count it

I just left the airport, I'm the Cali nigga

Racked up, I'm dodgin' these bitches, Headed straight to the bank on a mission

Slight bag, drop it off at the dentist, All baguettey, I'm talkin' lil' different

Trappin' bowls, Don't come with a pension, I ain't broke down shit in a minute

I'm the one, my pockets look different

I'm the One

Uno

So much money in my pockets, I don't walk the same

So much gold in my teeth, I don't talk the same

I got beam on this joint, and my patek plain

I might kill a lil' neck before I board this plane