Come 2 an End
Huh? Who you listen to before
Him
Who is him
I don't know
What's the name
I don't know
Say it. You just said it
ODG Brill
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah-woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh, uh
Add it up
Told bro we gon' run up a 50
But I don't feel like that's enough
I said, I need like 50 on 50 on 50
Because I got to cop me a patek, yeah
Took a look at my dresser
We see the lights speed up
They cannot arrest us
Yeah
Shout out Lil Nizzy
Yeah, that's my Uso
Like, we the wrestlers
From the birds eye view
They don't know the work I do
I might need a perc or two
I feel like a bandit
I might sell her heart like Juice
Marry the money I do
If you turn your Ls into lessons, you can't lose
Broski told me that he know I'm the ticket
We hop out, I can't shoot
Yeah, yeah
Said, I got to cop me a patek, bitch
If you don't got no motion
Don't go for no bad bitch
Because you know they extravagant
Yeah, they killed my emotion
And now I got motion
I'm boasting because I'm really having it
I got these hoes and they know that I'm chosen
But they know I ain't gon' bag a bitch
Yeah
Because I know how these bitches is
So I can't devote my time
Because I'm trying to go get rich
And I don't owe no one a dime because I grinded for this shit
And I'ma flood my wrist with diamonds
Before my time come to an end
Shout out my nigga Ward
We call that nigga Bankroll
We both got bank rolls
They calling us the bank bros
My eater and my shooter alike
They both take souls (Pause)
My bro use guns when he take souls
Might cross the border and spend 50,000 pesos
These little bitches the opposite of banks
We ain't going to chase those
When I say this shit, I feel like Cayo Banks
I need my bae home
My Gens we shoot shit like the Warriors
But we don't call the Bay home
I said, we don't call the Bay home
Don't think they hear me
I said, we don't call the Bay home
I'm in this bitch losing my voice
We don't call the Bay home
Hollon
I'm back
Yea
Said, I know why these bitches is
I can't devote my time
Because I'm trying to go get rich
And I don't owe no one a dime because I grinded for this shit
And I'm gon' flood my wrist with diamonds
Before my time come to an end
Him
Who is him
I don't know
What's the name
I don't know
Say it. You just said it
ODG Brill
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah-woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Uh, uh
Add it up
Told bro we gon' run up a 50
But I don't feel like that's enough
I said, I need like 50 on 50 on 50
Because I got to cop me a patek, yeah
Took a look at my dresser
We see the lights speed up
They cannot arrest us
Yeah
Shout out Lil Nizzy
Yeah, that's my Uso
Like, we the wrestlers
From the birds eye view
They don't know the work I do
I might need a perc or two
I feel like a bandit
I might sell her heart like Juice
Marry the money I do
If you turn your Ls into lessons, you can't lose
Broski told me that he know I'm the ticket
We hop out, I can't shoot
Yeah, yeah
Said, I got to cop me a patek, bitch
If you don't got no motion
Don't go for no bad bitch
Because you know they extravagant
Yeah, they killed my emotion
And now I got motion
I'm boasting because I'm really having it
I got these hoes and they know that I'm chosen
But they know I ain't gon' bag a bitch
Yeah
Because I know how these bitches is
So I can't devote my time
Because I'm trying to go get rich
And I don't owe no one a dime because I grinded for this shit
And I'ma flood my wrist with diamonds
Before my time come to an end
Shout out my nigga Ward
We call that nigga Bankroll
We both got bank rolls
They calling us the bank bros
My eater and my shooter alike
They both take souls (Pause)
My bro use guns when he take souls
Might cross the border and spend 50,000 pesos
These little bitches the opposite of banks
We ain't going to chase those
When I say this shit, I feel like Cayo Banks
I need my bae home
My Gens we shoot shit like the Warriors
But we don't call the Bay home
I said, we don't call the Bay home
Don't think they hear me
I said, we don't call the Bay home
I'm in this bitch losing my voice
We don't call the Bay home
Hollon
I'm back
Yea
Said, I know why these bitches is
I can't devote my time
Because I'm trying to go get rich
And I don't owe no one a dime because I grinded for this shit
And I'm gon' flood my wrist with diamonds
Before my time come to an end
Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Williams
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