Memories
'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
She think I ain't got a job
I got a great one
Take this bag
Don't look inside
It's just a bank run
You'd appreciate you're life
That's if you take one
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Let's pull out 50k and we gon run right thru it
Every hoe gon know my name
Don't let the night get ruined
When we talkin big bags
Life feel like a movie
Bought my niggas wit me too
They might enjoy the groupies
She prefer the coupe
I gotta zoom
I wasn't stupid
Even if I thought about it
I just couldn't do it
She gon keep me in the loop
She play all the music
The club was never free
Now they bring bottles to me
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Got no memories of me we gotta
Put you in balenciaga
Mo money mo problems
No they wasn't lying
She love it when we shopping
She gets so excited
Even if she kinda like it
Ima fuckin buy it
Out in Calabasas
Riding on a Kawasaki
Post a pic
She get to trippin
Think its psilocybin
I cannot read the comments
Like why bother
I ain't in no lil Benz
I'm in a wide body
Way back when
If I was broke
I wouldn't cry about it
Stand on business
That's yo fam
You better die bout em
Better slide bout em
They gon call me when they need me
Like it's my problem
I ain't no regular man
I'm in the rich column
I ain't buy a pistol stock
I put a switch on it
They can't try to take the flow
I'll put a twist on it
Your favorite rapper lit
But that's the lil homie
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
She think I ain't got a job
I got a great one
Take this bag
Don't look inside
It's just a bank run
You'd appreciate you're life
That's if you take one
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
She think I ain't got a job
I got a great one
Take this bag
Don't look inside
It's just a bank run
You'd appreciate you're life
That's if you take one
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Let's pull out 50k and we gon run right thru it
Every hoe gon know my name
Don't let the night get ruined
When we talkin big bags
Life feel like a movie
Bought my niggas wit me too
They might enjoy the groupies
She prefer the coupe
I gotta zoom
I wasn't stupid
Even if I thought about it
I just couldn't do it
She gon keep me in the loop
She play all the music
The club was never free
Now they bring bottles to me
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
Got no memories of me we gotta
Put you in balenciaga
Mo money mo problems
No they wasn't lying
She love it when we shopping
She gets so excited
Even if she kinda like it
Ima fuckin buy it
Out in Calabasas
Riding on a Kawasaki
Post a pic
She get to trippin
Think its psilocybin
I cannot read the comments
Like why bother
I ain't in no lil Benz
I'm in a wide body
Way back when
If I was broke
I wouldn't cry about it
Stand on business
That's yo fam
You better die bout em
Better slide bout em
They gon call me when they need me
Like it's my problem
I ain't no regular man
I'm in the rich column
I ain't buy a pistol stock
I put a switch on it
They can't try to take the flow
I'll put a twist on it
Your favorite rapper lit
But that's the lil homie
I'm Feeling like this shit is getting dangerous
Big green make the green fall like the matrix
Them niggas want a fade
We gon give they ass a taper
I gotta lotta dreams
Pull up
Tell a bitch take one
Got no memories of me
We gotta make some
She think I ain't got a job
I got a great one
Take this bag
Don't look inside
It's just a bank run
You'd appreciate you're life
That's if you take one
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Writer(s): Taylor Lawson
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