Safe
I got so much money, ima stack it in the safe
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
If you got a problem I'm in Sak's Fifth living lavish
Trust me bitch, I ain't average I'm a savage
Counting bands, that's a habit like a addict
If you got a problem we could pop you could have it
Counting bands, getting guap now, I'm a star now
Stacking all these M's so you know I'm going hard now
MCM backpack
Thats where the racks at, fuck you know about that
Ima keep balling like I'm playing 2K
Coming with the heat so call me D-Wade
I've been getting paid, taking no breaks
Pussy boys hate, cause I dominate
Embiid in the paint
Yea, we just getting cash
We just get it fast
We just upperclass
I got so much money, ima stack it in the safe
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Yea, we living B I G cause we making plays
Blowing big bags then you know it gets replaced
Rolex shining bright make you cover your face
Superstar status, yea look what I became
Empty out my pockets you see nothing but true blues
I be getting to that money fast while you snooze
Spent about a band up at Neimans on these new shoes
Step outside dripping like a faucet, yea I do
Stacking so much cash, they be looking mad
Ima get a bag like pronto
Assisting all my dogs like Rondo, I go beast mode
2012 Miami Heat mode
We just getting cash
We just get it fast
We just upperclass
I got so much money, ima stack it in the safe
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
If you got a problem I'm in Sak's Fifth living lavish
Trust me bitch, I ain't average I'm a savage
Counting bands, that's a habit like a addict
If you got a problem we could pop you could have it
Counting bands, getting guap now, I'm a star now
Stacking all these M's so you know I'm going hard now
MCM backpack
Thats where the racks at, fuck you know about that
Ima keep balling like I'm playing 2K
Coming with the heat so call me D-Wade
I've been getting paid, taking no breaks
Pussy boys hate, cause I dominate
Embiid in the paint
Yea, we just getting cash
We just get it fast
We just upperclass
I got so much money, ima stack it in the safe
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Yea, we living B I G cause we making plays
Blowing big bags then you know it gets replaced
Rolex shining bright make you cover your face
Superstar status, yea look what I became
Empty out my pockets you see nothing but true blues
I be getting to that money fast while you snooze
Spent about a band up at Neimans on these new shoes
Step outside dripping like a faucet, yea I do
Stacking so much cash, they be looking mad
Ima get a bag like pronto
Assisting all my dogs like Rondo, I go beast mode
2012 Miami Heat mode
We just getting cash
We just get it fast
We just upperclass
I got so much money, ima stack it in the safe
Ima take your bitch, ima make her my slave
Got a fucking problem, I don't really fucking play
Balenci on the shoes, Dior on the shades
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Working on my own, I'm not a fucking slave
Getting to the bag, getting to the cake
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Mario
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