V Neck
Money calling i got me bout 3 phones
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Yea
Money calling i got me bout two phones
Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s
Niggas know me they telling me kuddos
Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door
And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo
And the weed got me higher than Pluto
Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe
Think she trynna finnese me for two oz
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Nigga hating I told him that we next
I just hoped in the game like a ps
When they killed my lil hommie got depressed
I was trynna put a opp on a vneck
Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed
I just walked in the club and got 3 cheques
Niggas knowing exactly how we step
Gotta get to the money it's crucial
Used to rock hand me down new shoes
In my city I'm one of The Who's who
I get straight to the point like a pool cue
And bitch I been sick it ain't curable
Hand in my pockets no arms reach
I get high as a bitch like themoon do
She get straight to the head like the booze do
Niggga hating get turned to a white tee
I ain't asking for nothing politely
We just pull up and shoot it like spike lee
Bitch u kno I got drip like a IV
Nigga talking that shit on my IG
Might get shot like a picture for ID
I keep telling the Opps where to find me
I keep telling the opps where to reach me
Pop a pill and I'm rolling like sixties
I sipped lean til it fucked with my kidneys
I get lit but I handle my bidness
I been grinding for days wit da same clothes
On the highway we ducking the plain clothes
Tryna get to the bag it's the main focus
If we kick it we chasing the same goals
Money calling i got me bout two phones
Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s
Niggas know me they telling me kuddos
Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door
And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo
And the weed got me higher than Pluto
Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe
Think she trynna finnese me for two oz
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Nigga hating I told him that we next
I jus hoped in the game like a ps
When they killed my lil hommie got depressed
I was trynna put a opp on a vneck
Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed
I jus walked in the club and got 3 cheques
Niggas knowing exactly how we step
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Yea
Money calling i got me bout two phones
Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s
Niggas know me they telling me kuddos
Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door
And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo
And the weed got me higher than Pluto
Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe
Think she trynna finnese me for two oz
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Nigga hating I told him that we next
I just hoped in the game like a ps
When they killed my lil hommie got depressed
I was trynna put a opp on a vneck
Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed
I just walked in the club and got 3 cheques
Niggas knowing exactly how we step
Gotta get to the money it's crucial
Used to rock hand me down new shoes
In my city I'm one of The Who's who
I get straight to the point like a pool cue
And bitch I been sick it ain't curable
Hand in my pockets no arms reach
I get high as a bitch like themoon do
She get straight to the head like the booze do
Niggga hating get turned to a white tee
I ain't asking for nothing politely
We just pull up and shoot it like spike lee
Bitch u kno I got drip like a IV
Nigga talking that shit on my IG
Might get shot like a picture for ID
I keep telling the Opps where to find me
I keep telling the opps where to reach me
Pop a pill and I'm rolling like sixties
I sipped lean til it fucked with my kidneys
I get lit but I handle my bidness
I been grinding for days wit da same clothes
On the highway we ducking the plain clothes
Tryna get to the bag it's the main focus
If we kick it we chasing the same goals
Money calling i got me bout two phones
Feel like Kobe I'm pouring up 2 4s
Niggas know me they telling me kuddos
Lil baddie trynna hop in the 2 door
And my jacket not fendi it's Hugo
And the weed got me higher than Pluto
Shawty say she wan fuck I be cool doe
Think she trynna finnese me for two oz
Money calling i got me bout 3 texts
Nigga hating I told him that we next
I jus hoped in the game like a ps
When they killed my lil hommie got depressed
I was trynna put a opp on a vneck
Nigga talking that shit ain't got me stressed
I jus walked in the club and got 3 cheques
Niggas knowing exactly how we step
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Writer(s): Allan Olao
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