Gettin $.

Yeah, thumbin' through my racks
I got too much money
I got too much cash
I got too much racks, bitch
Thumbin' through these hundreds
In my bag, it ain't enough
You know, I'm staying' with my bucks, like Giannus
Check my wrist, got diamonds all on me
Yeah, got Alexander on my feet (woo)
Yeah, got Cartier, kissin' Maryjane
Bitch we not the same, hoping out a Rolls
I got bank rolls, yeah
Money it won't ever fold yeah
We not the same, Cartier on my frames (Cartier)
AP on my bitch, AP on my wrist
I got too much money, thumbin' through some hunnids (yeah)
This shit ain't nothing dawg, yeah
You ain't gang, I got tats all on my face
Make it rain, got tats all all on my face
CDG on my chest, steppin' in my Alexanders
Don't need no manager, nigga fly as hell, like a private jet
Yeah get into it, your bitch get into it
She know I run shit like a manager, (wait, huh)
Bitch I'm fly (huh)
Bitch I'm fly (huh)
Bitch I'm too fly (huh, yeah)
Take your life
Don't fuck with my squad
Fuck with my guys (yeah)
Your bitch goin' crazy
Fuck with my squad, let's go
Your bitch goin' through the team
I pull up with 30's in it
Motherfuckin' laser beans
We do niggas dirty
What the fuck you thought, what you mean
You don't know I'm Stephen Curry
Bitch when I pull up, with that beam
Hoe, trick, thottie, she disgusting
Nigga this shit nothin'
Tony Hawk I'm stuntin'
Off the Tony like it's nothing, pull up on the plug
You don't do Tony you's a buster
Bitch I'm getting money, bitch I'm getting money
Bitch I'm, haha, Bitch I'm getting money
Beep, beep, it ain't nothin to me
Right, right, right? Yeah
And my nigga Tune Got that sight
All night, geekin' up off the ecstasy



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Writer(s): Jordan Horn
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