50 Cent

Uh yea, Uh yea
Yea aaa
You know Skate Slide It

Loyal to my banks, Like 50 Cent oh yea
This money keep coming in, In love with this
I can't let this shit go yea, My pockets full
But i feel like Lil Baby, When i'm pouring a 4 up
That lil gun, Don't put no fear in us
Threw dirt on our name, Tryna bury us
I'll go gold like a saint, Like i'm Reggie Bush
I trap out the medicine bottle
Don't try, This a tip got a clip full of hollows
I can put designer on you girl, Just look at me
I got racks, I can turn you to a model
Pills got me high, NASA
Like Boxer, A big dawg
You don't love me, So why would you say it
Was high, I woke up had racks in the bed

C230s all in my body god damn, They keep telling me you need to quit
But they don't know why, I'm feeling like this
Act like I love her, I just wanna hit
Ma saying be careful, Like Dolly
Get white boy high, So Gnarly
Think I want me a bitch like Karlae, But she gotta be slime enough
Something like Tommy, Got power
We balling now, They tryna foul us
Like Drake I got issues, Don't have trust
RME baby, Something I care about
I'm 3 Zs baby, Something I care about
Tryna get rich with my crews, Like Terry now
Say you fuck with me, You tried to tear me down
I wish that, I never came around
I show love, When I bring that paper out
Trapping and rapping for real, Don't think i'll stop if they give me a deal
I promise i'm, Keeping it real I swear
Buffalo i'm bout my bills, I swear
Trap got percs, weed, and lean, Et cetera
Your bitch wanna fuck on a nigga, I just put her in my schedule
Trippie Redd we gonna get it together, Got money man I had to get it together
Young nigga shit, We gone ball forever
Young nigga shit, We gone ball forever
Rockstar shit, I just been clutching on metal
Rockstar shit, I'm on a whole another level
I don't speak on what I do, No show & tell
Percs came from Cali, Got pills in the mail
Choppa sing, Patti Labelle
My bitches sweet, Got different pairs
Bankroll so big, Dictionary
She so pretty, I hit her in missionary
Headshot, Now they read obituaries
I feel so bad, For your family
A bitch called her phone, Now she mad at me
I'm running routes, They should Madden Me
You a broke boy, Damn it's sad to see
You cuffing a hoe, That's a tragedy
Getting millions in my plan, I'll stick to the strategy
Geeking damn, I'm hi eh fuk like Yuney
Treat me precious bae, My pockets fat like Mo'Nique
She never judge me, She love when I throw up B's
My money they throw up C's, Shit that's brazy
Got diamonds, Put ice on me baby
He not crip, My nigga acting shady
It is what it is, Ima slime like lil haiti
Like Thug, Don't know where ima go i'm amazing
Seen one of the homies fucking with the opps, I been watching him lately

Loyal to my banks, Like 50 Cent oh yea
This money keep coming in, In love with this
I can't let this shit go yea, My pockets full
But i feel like Lil Baby, When i'm pouring a 4 up
That lil gun, Don't put no fear in us
Threw dirt on our name, Tryna bury us
I'll go gold like a saint, Like i'm Reggie Bush
I trap out the medicine bottle
Don't try, This a tip got a clip full of hollows
I can put designer on you girl, Just look at me
I got racks, I can turn you to a model
Pills got me high, NASA
Like Boxer, A big dawg
You don't love me, So why would you say it
Was high, I woke up had racks in the bed