Across the Country

You want a real nigga yeah who gone spend it check
Money make the pussy go woop get it wet

Put you in da game then Bill Billicheck
Yo favorite unky call me Unk bitch I Been a vet
Why you sending threats you don't really be on that
I'm hoping on a jet bitch you hoping on the net
play your cards right you gone end up getting dealt
Whoop yo ass like yo daddy nigga go and get the belt this water dancing in the dark Imma fuck around and melt
Swimming in these hundreds
You would think I'm Michael Phelps

"40 Thousand
50 thousand
60 thousand
Bitch you Wildin"

Let me baguette you cuz you special
You want to max my card out imma let you
Ain't you glad that a real nigga met you
Anything you want it ain't no pressure
Press the start bae let these other nigga press you imma impress you when I American Express you you ain't even even sneeze bae I still want to bless you

G5 cross the country
You wanna feel it in your stomach
Chanel 9 your favorite number
Neck froze in the summer That's cool



Credits
Writer(s): Donta Williams
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