Hey Jax, this a bank.
I'm shinin' in front ends,
but all the back ends I put em up
If you could put more pepper in your pockets,
they ain't full enough
Gotta drop a little more of your soda,
it ain't dark enough
These lame ass niggas gotta pour out they heart,
the *
All this fuckin' water,
my neck look like North Starker,
what?
It's like a lion fightin' every time I start to truck
I don't think it'll be smart to start with us
Big ass 10 million, yeah, the park a bust
Big ass bankroll,
lemme y'all can get you touched
Baby,
I ain't with the roleplay,
it's me finna *
I'm tryna run up a million dollars
Drop the 8,
pull the 4,
and the Phantom 4 in the crush,
huh I got ponies in my watch,
why you get em crushed,
huh?
I got butter in the pot like what you cookin' up,
huh I'm finna hit a rock brick with a bigger cut,
huh I can get you what you need,
but tell me what you want it This food right here go in the blender,
not in the oven Like 32 days in a row,
that's a triple-double If you can get em to my door,
I'll pay you for the troubles If you can get em to my door,
I'll pay you for the travel I'll be done walked out with a ticket,
like a fuckin' rifle All these motherfuckin' bricks,
I can build a castle,
huh I seen * you thought,
but I ain't seen * you thought
All that money is you cool,
you don't make enough
I only use the money counter cause of paper cuts
It probably take me like 30 days to make a buck
I'ma try to coop the dealer,
brody,
take the truck
Peter Pepper packed a pack of pounds and he sealed him up
I just crapped a pint of pie and I'm pourin' up
What the * wrong with my neck?
This bitch blowin' up
Front end, back, back, back, and I'm showin' up
Wanna book me,
send a hundred racks,
it's blowin' up
Well,
50 in the front,
another nick when I pull up
Rose truck,
bad bitches jump on dick when I pull up
*** her face,
tell her open up,
spit it,
now she stuck
I get vicious when I'm on that Trish,
sippin' out the cup
Drink tequila on a miss,
this little * hit me,
try and *
Usually I be chasin' a bag,
won't even make time for a nut
I told Chicken I'm gettin' his chicken,
I count up a ticket,
it give me a rush
I make money in my sleep,
but I be barely catch his ease
Niggas trollin' on the net,
but never gangster when we meet I be solo like civilians,
half a million last week Lil' cuz want another B,
I told him,
let that nigga breathe
If I was broke sellin' weed,
barely did a stack a week Now I'm playin' with six figures
every time I pack a seat Till my niggas smirk free,
I told him,
get a rack to me
Put me anywhere with gangstas,
bet you I adapt with ease If they got them bills for the low,
I'm bringin' back some peas God forbid this rap * get slow,
I'm in a trap of speed
Got so many tennis chains,
I need a racket,
please Got so many bracelets,
they can't even wrap my sleeve
Got so many bracelets,
they can't even fit my sleeve Red band on a pristine,
yeah,
that's how I bleed
Feel like Allen Iverson,
my earrings bling Ghost my fan *,
cuz when she fiend,
she a deen
Every line in a nigga rhymes,
I really seen it Seven-nine,
that * still mine and I mean it
Every angle of my lifestyle,
I was dreamin' Winning with my team,
think you fuckin' with us,
I'm like
I only use the money counter cuz a paper cut it probably
Take me like 30 days to make a buck, I'ma
Try to coop the day, lil' brody, take the truck
Peter Pepper packed a pack of pounds and he sealed him up
I just cracked a pint of pie and I'm pourin' up
What the * wrong with my neck?
This bitch glowin' up
Front end, back, back, back, and I'm showin' up
Hey Jax, this a banger