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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, O-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, yeah, aye
Okay
Oh
Okay
Yeah, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Okay, okay, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank (okay)
Might come Cyber Truck (then what)
Might come Tesla Truck (then what)
Got my money up
They like, "what the fuck?"
These niggas is mad
I been in my bag
Came up on they ass
Tesla drive so it won't crash
Okay
At the bank so imma laugh
Cut the fake friends, add the pros now do the math
Menace all I know, that's all I claim, that's all I am
Niggas hoes they killing over bitches not a bag
Okay
Okay, enough with all of that shit
Bitch I don't care about you or hear about you
You ain't buzzed enough in this bitch
How yo little homie tryna big bro you
Like you ain't who you think you is huh?
Like the 99 to the 2000's you know I'm finna turn this bitch up
Okay, okay
Okay, wait okay (okay)
Been about that money think about it everyday
When I'm in Miami, keep that heat like I'm Wade
Ain't no falling off, going strong, what can I say
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Okay, okay, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank (okay)
Might come Cyber Truck (then what)
Might come Tesla Truck (then what)
Got my money up
They like, "what the fuck?"
These niggas is mad
I been in my bag
Came up on they ass
Tesla drive so it won't crash
Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)
Okay!
Okay
Yeah, O-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay
Yeah, yeah, aye
Okay
Oh
Okay
Yeah, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Okay, okay, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank (okay)
Might come Cyber Truck (then what)
Might come Tesla Truck (then what)
Got my money up
They like, "what the fuck?"
These niggas is mad
I been in my bag
Came up on they ass
Tesla drive so it won't crash
Okay
At the bank so imma laugh
Cut the fake friends, add the pros now do the math
Menace all I know, that's all I claim, that's all I am
Niggas hoes they killing over bitches not a bag
Okay
Okay, enough with all of that shit
Bitch I don't care about you or hear about you
You ain't buzzed enough in this bitch
How yo little homie tryna big bro you
Like you ain't who you think you is huh?
Like the 99 to the 2000's you know I'm finna turn this bitch up
Okay, okay
Okay, wait okay (okay)
Been about that money think about it everyday
When I'm in Miami, keep that heat like I'm Wade
Ain't no falling off, going strong, what can I say
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Okay, okay, okay
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank
Jump out the tank (okay)
Might come Cyber Truck (then what)
Might come Tesla Truck (then what)
Got my money up
They like, "what the fuck?"
These niggas is mad
I been in my bag
Came up on they ass
Tesla drive so it won't crash
Okay (okay)
Okay (okay)
Okay!
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Writer(s): Brenton Freeman, Bertram Freeman
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