Cream

Couple thousand dollars stuffed inside my jeans ya
Getting cream cash rules everything around me ya
Look at these rings you'll think I'm the MVP yea
I swea I don't know why these niggas envy me ya

Got all this dirty money watch me turn it clean
I'm balling hard you would think I was in the league ya
I'm toting tools in my bag like Gilbert arenas gone off these drugs
I'm on the moon somewhere by Venus rolling dope
I'm smoking on a Russian cream don't try to run all my niggas carry beams ya
But we got hands so if you run up ddt tryna snap and make it on fucking bet
Don't fuck wit broke bitches that be on ebt nah I leave her leaking
Like a laker no Kobe ya my sauce official took yo bitch in a heartbeat
Ya snipers on the roof you run up they shooting 3's

Couple thousand dollars stuffed inside my jeans ya
Getting cream cash rules everything around me ya
Look at these rings you'll think I'm the MVP yea
I swea I don't know why these niggas envy me ya



Credits
Writer(s): Dreko Bandz
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