50

Kickin it back
Feel I'm on vacation, dial it back
Feel Im losing patience, how you mad
You lucky I feel gracious, boutta grab my gun
You gonna ragdoll, animations
When Im in the ends (Ay)
Always got 4 eyes
2 in the back (Ay)
Hands to the skies
Dripping black (Ay)
She ask for a ride
Now she throwing it back (Ay)
Throw it, throw it, throw it

Throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it

Imma make this bird blue when I make her my ex (Ay)
Touch space, no X, Elon I'm next (Ay)
Way I be stackin' up this cash (Ay)
Way up I be racking up them racks (Ay)
Way up I be bagging up my bags (Ay)
Way up I be stacking up my cash
I find it funny they be doin anything for money
Brodie told me money like a bitch found it funny
More you chase less you get, lookin like a dummy
Hoes selling ass up in Abu Dhabi, mami (Check this)

50 thousand people in my car
If you count the followers
Of these bad ass broads
50 on the guys in my squad
If you count the hits
Put on each one of my squad
50 thousand notes in the card
If you count them up
You gon get a flood
50 thousand guns in the vault
You can count 'em up
My boys hella armed

My boys hella armed
We be pullin up on frauds
Never give the sauce
They still trynna pull a fraud
How it felt when you homie died in yo arms
How it felt when he died in your arms
They be lookin for the sauce
Everyday I look a boss
Every smoke I go to mars
Fuckers looking for the sauce
Mommas used to tell they kids not to hang with me
Now them same mommas give me smiles walking down the street

50 thousand people in my car
If you count the followers
Of these bad ass broads
50 on the guys in my squad
If you count the hits
Put on each one of my squad
50 thousand notes in the card
If you count them up
You gon' get a flood
50 thousand guns in the vault
You can count 'em up
My boys hella armed