Go!
Whipping it fast I won't stop at a light
Yeah she want to put on my ice
The money come in, she see me hop off of the flight she say I'm her type
Rocking stones that's going to put up a fight, pulling za out the pack imma light
You niggas move shady, but I'm moving right
You see how I'm coming no passing me by
Imma take it a whole notha level
I can feel it they mad and they jealous
No I'm not feeling whatever you selling
I get these racks and go straight to the ceiling
From the X and I'm making a killing
Off a pill and she losing her feeling
Mind on my money, my family, my what
Talking a lot but you ain't bout none
Got eyes on me can't test my luck
Fee going up, see what I'm bout
In love with the numbers, it come with the clout
A nigga be flashy when I leave the house
Heard that lil boy had my name in his mouth
Talk under your breath, but right to yourself
Bitch I'm still cooking you up like a chef
He not on the couch but we laying him down
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
Good with the digits, she wanna link
Fuck it I put her on top of the sink
This ain't what you think, I spend it then get it right back in a blink
Diamonds is on me, skate like a rink
Ginuwine man that boy gonna sing
So I still got that man on the wing
Fear of god on me ain't fearing a thing
Breaking it down imma flip everything
Hop in the whip imma trap in the rain
Don't feel the same cause I got a chain
Kick up the Mcqueen's, I never complain
You doing your thing, I'm doing my thing
My shit looking better they notice a change
I'm going for money it's come with the fame
Fuck it my niggas been putting in pain
Popping champagne she shake it on me
I got the racks
I dip in the package and pull out the Za my niggas bout action
Just like an actor but we in the field
Got niggas living through me up in a cell
The money I smell cause bitch imma sell
Jay Savior fuck everything else
Going major I ain't talking a deal
Fuck the neighbors we going to burn out the wheels
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
Yeah she want to put on my ice
The money come in, she see me hop off of the flight she say I'm her type
Rocking stones that's going to put up a fight, pulling za out the pack imma light
You niggas move shady, but I'm moving right
You see how I'm coming no passing me by
Imma take it a whole notha level
I can feel it they mad and they jealous
No I'm not feeling whatever you selling
I get these racks and go straight to the ceiling
From the X and I'm making a killing
Off a pill and she losing her feeling
Mind on my money, my family, my what
Talking a lot but you ain't bout none
Got eyes on me can't test my luck
Fee going up, see what I'm bout
In love with the numbers, it come with the clout
A nigga be flashy when I leave the house
Heard that lil boy had my name in his mouth
Talk under your breath, but right to yourself
Bitch I'm still cooking you up like a chef
He not on the couch but we laying him down
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
Good with the digits, she wanna link
Fuck it I put her on top of the sink
This ain't what you think, I spend it then get it right back in a blink
Diamonds is on me, skate like a rink
Ginuwine man that boy gonna sing
So I still got that man on the wing
Fear of god on me ain't fearing a thing
Breaking it down imma flip everything
Hop in the whip imma trap in the rain
Don't feel the same cause I got a chain
Kick up the Mcqueen's, I never complain
You doing your thing, I'm doing my thing
My shit looking better they notice a change
I'm going for money it's come with the fame
Fuck it my niggas been putting in pain
Popping champagne she shake it on me
I got the racks
I dip in the package and pull out the Za my niggas bout action
Just like an actor but we in the field
Got niggas living through me up in a cell
The money I smell cause bitch imma sell
Jay Savior fuck everything else
Going major I ain't talking a deal
Fuck the neighbors we going to burn out the wheels
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
The money come in, we going to blow making shit hit the floor
I'm making her nasty, popping my shit at the show
I'm reading her lips, take me back it's time to go
It's time to go, yeah
It's time to go
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Writer(s): Jay Salvatierra
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