Letras
I'm on repeat, spent some racks, made it back and I did it all again
Went to sleep, I woke up and we did it all again
Threw that ball, caught that bitch and I ran it back again
And again, and again, and again
I'm on repeat, spent some racks, made it back and I did it all again
Went to sleep, I woke up and we did it all again
Threw that ball, caught that bitch and I ran it back again
And again, and again, and again
I'm on repeat
Sixty bands, it wasn't enough, so I did it all again
Hundred twenty on the bezel, bitch, I got them bands to spend
Yeah, me and my bitch throw bundles
Me and my bitch throw hundreds
Me and my boys do numbers
Sign right here, get commas
Bitch, I open up that backwood and I roll it up again
Bitch, I blow a onion
Girl, you think I'm stuntin
Girl, I came from nothin
Turnt into something
Now my momma want for nothing
I told stickman keep it coming
Spent some racks, made it back and we did it all again
Went to sleep, I woke up and we did it all again
Threw that ball, caught that bitch and I ran it back again
And again, and again, and again
I'm on repeat, spent some racks, made it back and I did it all again
Went to sleep, I woke up and we did it all again
Threw that ball, caught that bitch and I ran it back again
And again, and again, and again
I'm on repeat
If you ain't getting money, ain't no standing next to me
Can't be all in a nigga business, stealing recipes
See my hustle still the same, ain't no changing me
Bitch, I got a bag, but I'm trying to get me to
I know you niggas don't like it, but it's cool
Bitches hate me too, I could give a fuck
Yeah, there's money running up in the cup
Cup still pouring up, ain't no beef, but ain't no running up
Tell them same nigga, hey, well, we hate them too
Say they getting money, boy, we getting money
Fuck the fame, getting money, what we doing