Parlay
Dolce & Gabana tied up on my foot
I made a parlay with dealers and crooks
I gave my geek a laptop
He start hacking
Feel like I'm Money Man
How I been trappin'
Scramble through the bank
Like Lamar Jackson
I don't make excuses
I make it happen
No time for that cappin
I'm bout action
Striker the genie just like Aladdin
My bitch bad and that bitch Latin
My Armenian grower
Just told me to grab em
He drive from Oregon
In back of the Saturn
She think she know me
I don't got no pattern
I'm rockin Ksubi
Her panties are satin
R.I.P. LoudMouth
Had wax and the shatter
We take them fish
And we drop em in batter
We take them risk
So we climbing the ladder
She say she love me I say I'm flattered
But how you feel about me
Don't even matter
I'm inhaling gelato
And exhaling laughter
Twenty za bags in the Hilton
Get at me
Take them tags off
The Purple Brand jeans that's tacky
I lay a parlay on Orlando Banchero
Bet hundred thou on the chef
Get dinero
They running they mouth
Like Desus and Mero
I'm saying on point
Like a bow and arrow
Same say I'm a villain
Some say I'm a hero
All of this ice make em
Stare like a weirdo
Bulletproof the whip like armadillo
Ears popping on a flight
My seat by the window
Hundred flavors of the za on the menu
If you hold it down on the stand
I commend you
Ain't Gettin no money
Then you can't comprehend me
Drop a HP of Galactic Runtz
At the Wendy's
We want that smoke want that smoke
Like a chimney
She never hesitate like put it in me
I pour the Hi-Tech so dark
Look like Remy
I pour the Wockhardt so dark
Look like Henny
I bought lil bro a Trackhawk
With the hemi
I'm dripping in Fendi so I got my semi
Two team parlay
The Warriors and Philly
Bet fifteen bands and I hit for a sixty
Feds can't catch on cause
I'm moving tricky
Twelve can't catch on cause
I'm moving swiftly
Weigh up a bale
I think I broke the digi
Yeah I got pull like a F-350
I plug a nigga up like Circuit City
I'm at the Circa bet twenty on Benny
I mastered the bank shot
Just like I'm Timmy
Like Justin Jefferson
You know I'm griddy
I'm whipping that pussy up
Like uncle Willie
I call up the reaper
Like Mandy and Billy
Dolce & Gabana tied up on my foot
I made a parlay with dealers and crooks
I gave my geek a laptop
He start hacking
Feel like I'm Money Man
How I been trappin'
Scramble through the bank
Like Lamar Jackson
I don't make excuses
I make it happen
No time for that cappin
I'm bout action
I made a parlay with dealers and crooks
I gave my geek a laptop
He start hacking
Feel like I'm Money Man
How I been trappin'
Scramble through the bank
Like Lamar Jackson
I don't make excuses
I make it happen
No time for that cappin
I'm bout action
Striker the genie just like Aladdin
My bitch bad and that bitch Latin
My Armenian grower
Just told me to grab em
He drive from Oregon
In back of the Saturn
She think she know me
I don't got no pattern
I'm rockin Ksubi
Her panties are satin
R.I.P. LoudMouth
Had wax and the shatter
We take them fish
And we drop em in batter
We take them risk
So we climbing the ladder
She say she love me I say I'm flattered
But how you feel about me
Don't even matter
I'm inhaling gelato
And exhaling laughter
Twenty za bags in the Hilton
Get at me
Take them tags off
The Purple Brand jeans that's tacky
I lay a parlay on Orlando Banchero
Bet hundred thou on the chef
Get dinero
They running they mouth
Like Desus and Mero
I'm saying on point
Like a bow and arrow
Same say I'm a villain
Some say I'm a hero
All of this ice make em
Stare like a weirdo
Bulletproof the whip like armadillo
Ears popping on a flight
My seat by the window
Hundred flavors of the za on the menu
If you hold it down on the stand
I commend you
Ain't Gettin no money
Then you can't comprehend me
Drop a HP of Galactic Runtz
At the Wendy's
We want that smoke want that smoke
Like a chimney
She never hesitate like put it in me
I pour the Hi-Tech so dark
Look like Remy
I pour the Wockhardt so dark
Look like Henny
I bought lil bro a Trackhawk
With the hemi
I'm dripping in Fendi so I got my semi
Two team parlay
The Warriors and Philly
Bet fifteen bands and I hit for a sixty
Feds can't catch on cause
I'm moving tricky
Twelve can't catch on cause
I'm moving swiftly
Weigh up a bale
I think I broke the digi
Yeah I got pull like a F-350
I plug a nigga up like Circuit City
I'm at the Circa bet twenty on Benny
I mastered the bank shot
Just like I'm Timmy
Like Justin Jefferson
You know I'm griddy
I'm whipping that pussy up
Like uncle Willie
I call up the reaper
Like Mandy and Billy
Dolce & Gabana tied up on my foot
I made a parlay with dealers and crooks
I gave my geek a laptop
He start hacking
Feel like I'm Money Man
How I been trappin'
Scramble through the bank
Like Lamar Jackson
I don't make excuses
I make it happen
No time for that cappin
I'm bout action
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Writer(s): Justin Grenaway
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