C-Notes
All my niggas need some bankrolls, all them bankrolls
We keep forties and extendos yeah extendos
Yeah we trapping out them condos, staying lay low
Serving gas and that perico, them kilos
We ain't never had no heroes, just some ego
Talking digits that's my lingo, that's my lingo
Pussy pull up with your chain, know you'll get Deebo
All we want is the dinero, pesos and all them c-notes
I want the mansion that look like a palace
Switching on me cause they envy and jealous
I ain't got love for these motherfuckin niggas
Niggas two-face, they acting like actors
I was there for you the whole time when you turned your back on me
I gave you clothes, I gave you shoes
I gave you somewhere you can sleep
All this gossip they be doing now, it ain't shit to me
And all this drugs I be taking
Shit, it ain't none to me
Double C's and them VV'S, diamond dancing on me
Getting money, nothing clean, except for my Balmain jeans
I praise Allah 5 times a day, I only trust my family
They gon want you for your currency, friends turn into enemies
I'm on my Blockboy shit, on that Mob shit nigga
You aint bout no shit, you aint got no sticks
All my niggas need some bankrolls, all them bankrolls
We keep forties and extendos yeah extendos
Yeah we trapping out them condos, staying lay low
Serving gas and that perico, them kilos
We ain't never had no heroes, just some ego
Talking digits that's my lingo, that's my lingo
Pussy pull up with your chain, know you'll get Deebo
All we want is the dinero, pesos and all them c-notes
We keep forties and extendos yeah extendos
Yeah we trapping out them condos, staying lay low
Serving gas and that perico, them kilos
We ain't never had no heroes, just some ego
Talking digits that's my lingo, that's my lingo
Pussy pull up with your chain, know you'll get Deebo
All we want is the dinero, pesos and all them c-notes
I want the mansion that look like a palace
Switching on me cause they envy and jealous
I ain't got love for these motherfuckin niggas
Niggas two-face, they acting like actors
I was there for you the whole time when you turned your back on me
I gave you clothes, I gave you shoes
I gave you somewhere you can sleep
All this gossip they be doing now, it ain't shit to me
And all this drugs I be taking
Shit, it ain't none to me
Double C's and them VV'S, diamond dancing on me
Getting money, nothing clean, except for my Balmain jeans
I praise Allah 5 times a day, I only trust my family
They gon want you for your currency, friends turn into enemies
I'm on my Blockboy shit, on that Mob shit nigga
You aint bout no shit, you aint got no sticks
All my niggas need some bankrolls, all them bankrolls
We keep forties and extendos yeah extendos
Yeah we trapping out them condos, staying lay low
Serving gas and that perico, them kilos
We ain't never had no heroes, just some ego
Talking digits that's my lingo, that's my lingo
Pussy pull up with your chain, know you'll get Deebo
All we want is the dinero, pesos and all them c-notes
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Tunis, Vincent Fontaine
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