Текст песни
Brought it up
To the ceiling
Can't fold
Got the
Bankroll going
Insane
I went blessed my dawgs
yeah my folks
I ain't gotta mention
No names
How they used to treat me
Like a joke
Now I'm laughin' my way to
The bank
He put 10 racks all
On a hoe
Knowin she still gon' fuck
With the gang
Young dawg gon shoot
for a chain
New one get put on a
Shirt
Bitch better stay in your
Lane
'Fore tha boy riding round
In a hearse
YB put that boy in a
Grave
'nother one killed ain't be
The first
Catch an opp yeah it won't
Be the first
Caught an opp yeah it ain't be
The first
Sticked up in the section
With raf on
Fine lil shit she want it on
Camera I'm fucking
This hoe with the
Flash on
401 cutting up traffic
I'm swimming this bih
While I got it in
Track mode
Ain't nice, try me like a hoe
This bad bitch saying I act
Like an asshole
Brought it up
To the ceiling
Can't fold
Got the
Bankroll going
Insane
I went blessed my dawgs
Yeah my folks
I ain't gotta mention
No names
How they used to treat me
Like a joke
Now I'm laughin' my way to
The bank
He put 10 racks all
On a hoe
Knowin she still gon' fuck
With the gang