Dividends (feat. OgxKamp & Trilla Venus)
I've been balling for a minute like a minute man
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use my Instagram
Steady focused on these plans trying to get them bands
Rob your plug and we split all the dividends
Flip them all and we only get some presidents
Only Grant's Jackson's and them fucking Benjamin's
(Aye Yuh)
Yuh I crashed my whip
My whip
God got me don't trip
Don't trip
God got me don't trip
Don't trip
Off the lean I limp
I limp
Promethazine in my system
But I'm gonna keep sipping
So fuck what ya'll feeling
Fuck what ya'll feeling
I'm trying to do my own thing
Getting racks like everyday
I'm gonna make my own way
Why these niggas act so fake
I Said why these niggas act so fake
Acting like that shit is okay
Don't turn the other way
With my goons
Ima rob your plug
Get my homies out the dunes
Getting all these funds
Sell an O and then I move
Ima get my bag regardless if it's fucking true
Take a drag off my backwood till it's fucking through
Maison Margiela (Oh)
All around my sweater (Yuh)
Your bitch is a swiffer jet
No she is not innocent
With me she get intimate
She tryna get my Benjamin's
Now I'm getting the paper (Uh)
Rolling the papers
Blowing the vapor (Uh)
Now they are mad (Uh)
Those are my neighbors (Uh)
Put in the labor
Smoke on the gas (Uh)
Toting my laser (Uh)
Toting my laser
Toting my laser (Uh)
(Trilla Trilla)
(Venus)
She let me fuck for free
Maison Margiela my feet
I get a check and it bleed
She wanna swallow my kids
Push start no key's
Why you wanna be like me
Christian double C's
Diamonds like to see
Never change on the gang
Swear I stay the same
Stay one-hundred
Keep on grinding till they know the name
Never change on the gang
Swear I stay the same
Stay one-hundred
Keep on grinding till they know the name
I got dividends
I need Benjamins
And my Balmain's
Is dead presidents
Ball like twenty-three
Smoke you like some weed
No you can't compete
You not in my league
I've been balling for a minute like a minute man
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use my Instagram
Steady focused on these plans trying to get them bands
Rob your plug and we split all the dividends
Flip them all and we only get some presidents
Only Grant's Jackson's and them fucking Benjamin's
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use my Instagram
Steady focused on these plans trying to get them bands
Rob your plug and we split all the dividends
Flip them all and we only get some presidents
Only Grant's Jackson's and them fucking Benjamin's
(Aye Yuh)
Yuh I crashed my whip
My whip
God got me don't trip
Don't trip
God got me don't trip
Don't trip
Off the lean I limp
I limp
Promethazine in my system
But I'm gonna keep sipping
So fuck what ya'll feeling
Fuck what ya'll feeling
I'm trying to do my own thing
Getting racks like everyday
I'm gonna make my own way
Why these niggas act so fake
I Said why these niggas act so fake
Acting like that shit is okay
Don't turn the other way
With my goons
Ima rob your plug
Get my homies out the dunes
Getting all these funds
Sell an O and then I move
Ima get my bag regardless if it's fucking true
Take a drag off my backwood till it's fucking through
Maison Margiela (Oh)
All around my sweater (Yuh)
Your bitch is a swiffer jet
No she is not innocent
With me she get intimate
She tryna get my Benjamin's
Now I'm getting the paper (Uh)
Rolling the papers
Blowing the vapor (Uh)
Now they are mad (Uh)
Those are my neighbors (Uh)
Put in the labor
Smoke on the gas (Uh)
Toting my laser (Uh)
Toting my laser
Toting my laser (Uh)
(Trilla Trilla)
(Venus)
She let me fuck for free
Maison Margiela my feet
I get a check and it bleed
She wanna swallow my kids
Push start no key's
Why you wanna be like me
Christian double C's
Diamonds like to see
Never change on the gang
Swear I stay the same
Stay one-hundred
Keep on grinding till they know the name
Never change on the gang
Swear I stay the same
Stay one-hundred
Keep on grinding till they know the name
I got dividends
I need Benjamins
And my Balmain's
Is dead presidents
Ball like twenty-three
Smoke you like some weed
No you can't compete
You not in my league
I've been balling for a minute like a minute man
Watch the time going by like a ceiling fan
Time going by fast that's just who I am
I don't even use my Instagram
Steady focused on these plans trying to get them bands
Rob your plug and we split all the dividends
Flip them all and we only get some presidents
Only Grant's Jackson's and them fucking Benjamin's
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Shosted
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