Living
Lex more
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
I crash my whipping boy on you, won in the same day
Your best day don't compare to my worst day
The way she throw it back you think it be her first day
The way I'm getting kinky think it be my birthday
I change my way up 'cause everybody play-off
There ain't no time to fool back
I know I gotta stay up
And I'll be tracksuit living
Champagne sipping
Catch me on a late night with your chick up in her feelings
Money cool and got me out of bay-ay
My first cheque got me out there, ay
They say they love me 'cause I'm getting bread, ay
They see the shoes and the bottoms red, ay
If you ain't talking figures, I don't really wanna know
Close to seven digits, I remember being broke
Tryna keep my distance, I'm not tryna move slow
Now the boys reelin' when they said I wouldn't blow
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Pull up to my parties in the Coupé now (oh shit)
Pull up to my parties with the roof down
House up in the hill when I move out
Got me team up in the city 'cause they flew out
I'm moving fast like the Benz I be whipping in
She tell her friend I'm the guy she wanna kick it with
I spend you rent on a meal, I ain't finished it
So don't pretend I'm not lit and I ain't killing it
I was a bad motherfucker always getting attention
Now I'm a rich motherfucker always getting attention
Let me tell you something I'ma just lay low
I remember having iPhone, I was way broke
I don't really wanna fuck around with you if you ain't got that dough
Never catch me switching, no waste taken to the cold
Always got a grind, gonna get it from my bros
They say my life is crazy, but it's what I fucking chose
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
I crash my whipping boy on you, won in the same day
Your best day don't compare to my worst day
The way she throw it back you think it be her first day
The way I'm getting kinky think it be my birthday
I change my way up 'cause everybody play-off
There ain't no time to fool back
I know I gotta stay up
And I'll be tracksuit living
Champagne sipping
Catch me on a late night with your chick up in her feelings
Money cool and got me out of bay-ay
My first cheque got me out there, ay
They say they love me 'cause I'm getting bread, ay
They see the shoes and the bottoms red, ay
If you ain't talking figures, I don't really wanna know
Close to seven digits, I remember being broke
Tryna keep my distance, I'm not tryna move slow
Now the boys reelin' when they said I wouldn't blow
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Pull up to my parties in the Coupé now (oh shit)
Pull up to my parties with the roof down
House up in the hill when I move out
Got me team up in the city 'cause they flew out
I'm moving fast like the Benz I be whipping in
She tell her friend I'm the guy she wanna kick it with
I spend you rent on a meal, I ain't finished it
So don't pretend I'm not lit and I ain't killing it
I was a bad motherfucker always getting attention
Now I'm a rich motherfucker always getting attention
Let me tell you something I'ma just lay low
I remember having iPhone, I was way broke
I don't really wanna fuck around with you if you ain't got that dough
Never catch me switching, no waste taken to the cold
Always got a grind, gonna get it from my bros
They say my life is crazy, but it's what I fucking chose
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Spend a couple bands just to fill my cup
I got a lot of racks but it's not enough
I only fuck with you if you real as fuck
Now I'm getting paid so they ask what's up
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Nour, Kristen Hanby
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