Wallet Won't Fold

Drain Gang

Wallet won't even fold now
So I walk around with that roll
I don't have any self-control
Silver, I can't fuck with that gold (I can't)
Plastic money I'm stacking
Feel like I'm a 16-year-old (16-year-old)
Moon is crescent, we move with discretion

Water my neck, I'm weeping
Got your spot, let me take it though
Tough times, I have to text my bro
But it's cool, he already know
Touch it and it was plastic
But you know I fuck with that though
IG, I pay with pics for smoke
Can't see me with a microscope (Yeah)

Look at me like a statue
But you know that I'm an android
Sorry, I'm kind of paranoid
Look at my eyes, you see the void
I don't want to smoke, no matching
I can't even hang with you, bro
I can't even concentrate
I'm waiting for my judgment day

Three thousand on a jacket
20k on my fuckin' face
I be on that Prada wave
I can't wear, no fucking J's
I'm flying like Aladdin
I'm so high, I'm outer space
Sentinel, yeah, I watch the gate
Yeah, I watch the SG Drain

Thought I was out, I'm back in
I don't know what happened
20 racks I'm cashing
Pull up at the mansion (cashing)
I'm not even rich, shit
But I get the check quick
I finesse a rich bitch (true)
Sike, I'm a good Christian

Thaiboy bring the pound out
Shit, it's a mission
Blue night, I'm in it
Winning, no competition
See you dissing, but you one of my children
Fuck it, King Solomon, I might have to split them

Wallet won't even fold now
So I walk around with that roll
I don't have any self-control
Silver, I can't fuck with that gold (I can't)
Plastic money I'm stacking
Feel like I'm a 16-year-old (16-year-old)
Moon is crescent, we move with discretion

Water my neck, I'm weeping
Got your spot, let me take it though
Tough times, I have to text my bro
But it's cool, he already knows
Touch it and it was plastic
Bitch you know I fuck with that though
IG, I pay with pics for smoke
Can't see me with a microscope (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Thage Dag Reichwald
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