By the lb

Throw it in the stash
Get a lot of cash
Yea

Get a lot of cash, throw it in the stash
Wrap it in a bag, send it to your mans
Vaccum ceil, no smell, we can get it there
Just a youngin out here shooting for 100 grand

F that n shooting for a million
F that n shooting for a billion
I can smash the gas make it kick up nitrogen
And she say she need some help put it on my tab

I been champion so long I think I need a belt
I been puffin on exotic, this designer smell
I just talked to both my brothers, they both in the cell
And I promise ima show love when they come up out

N b I can smell the p on they mouth
Swear I ran at least a dub no cap up in the drought
And I brought 3 cars in less than 6 months now
Aint selling by the gram get it by the pound

Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound

Get it by the pound, then we break it down
Sell like rolling loud, you can run the town
I done graduated but I aint talking cap and gown
I been thumbing through this paper I can't put it down

2 cell phones clientele steady calling
We in designer gear everyday steady balling
And ima go and get the money, I aint with the talking
N fly as h couple 100 on a garment

African American so I know ima a walking target
Get them bags in, then we sell them to the market
So many plants up in the trap you think that it was a garden
And I'm straight up out the gutter, I had it the hardest

Im straight up off the top, didn't have to write it down
I been running to that cash, I milk it like a cow
All I did was plant a seed, then watch it sprout
Aint selling by the gram get it by the pound

Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound
Get it by the pound



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Writer(s): Klaudiusz Tos, Keonta Phillips
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