Letras
I'm gon pull up in that trackhawk
Niggas go out sad, yea
My lil girl bad
Money tall I need a ladder
She said I got too much swagger
Yea, it don't even matter
No it don't matter
Make his body scatter
I'm not hearing you, I just hear the money counter
Yea I hear the money count
Draco hold like 40 rounds
Send that boy up to the clouds
Sent that boy up to the clouds
Heard he talking down bet this choppa fully round
On the drugs I fool around
Yo bitch think I'm cooler now
I just spend a cool amount
Goyard bag on the hip
Heard he talking shit
Bet this choppa shut his lip
Inna scene like movie clip
Yo bitch wonder who is this
Lyte pop up you don't exist
Wrist wet, neck beam
Yo bitch coming over
I just poured up Kobe ina sprite the bubbles overflowing
I just spend ya rent up on the chain and I got one diploma
Niggas talking crazy on the gang cuz XVI the moment
Hellcat going crazy in this bitch we spinning out do donuts
12 keep tryna put chains up on my wrist, twin take off hit the corner
I'm jus tryna geek up take a flick, but I wont ever post it
Wonder why yo main hoe on my dick and I don even know her
I'm gon pull up in that trackhawk
Niggas go out sad, yea
My lil girl bad
Money tall I need a ladder
She said I got too much swagger
Yea, it don't even matter
No it don't matter
Make his body scatter
I'm not hearing you, I just hear the money counter
Yea I hear the money count
Draco hold like 40 rounds
Send that boy up to the clouds