Baracudas

These bitches Baracudas, my pockets feelin' Buddhist

They ain't really know that I'm the one who really do this (they didn't)

Got Mozzie's n the roosters shit be knockin Who produced it? (dyno)

I could tell the future now, I feel like I'm Confucius

They like go and look at him now, our pockets never slim down

Poppin bottles of excuses, get the pussy and I swim down

Me, I do the money dance, hundreds with my running mans

Come holla at the golden boy, these diamonds do the souljaboy (youuuu)

We gon' keep it runnin, runnin' We gon' keep it runnin, runnin, runnin

We gon' keep it runnin, runnin' We gon' keep it runnin, runnin, runnin

These bitches money hungry now, we feedin' em the scraps

Diamonds full of clarity, yo shit be from the lab (fufu)

The money do gymnastics, the hundred runnin' laps (suni)

They be flexin' on the gram, see in person where they at? (Where they at?)

I don't see, I don't see, I been blinded by the V

I just want monogamy, but these hoes stay on top of me

See, I be dripping now, I just wanna de-stress

Diamonds got me seasick, we tippin' like a Vsix (Vroom)

We gon' keep it runnin, runnin' We gon' keep it runnin, runnin, runnin

We gon' keep it runnin, runnin' We gon' keep it runnin, runnin, runnin