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Lyricist: TM
Lyrics:
Ayy, ayy (Wheezy outta here) Ayy, ayyAyy, ayy
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) All I see is hundreds all day (All day) Top chef, fish sauteed Condo in L.A. (Ayy) President Rollie with the date (President) Pullin` out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) In and out of state (In and out of state) Nah, we can not relate (We can not) And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) She want us to date (Ah) I see she keepin` faith (Faith) Ah, I`ma make her wait (I`ma make her wait)
N-- pillowtalk, I really set talk, we`ll shoot the whole place We ain`t takin` loss, double M, drove boss In the six-star loft cookin` fish parquet Ice, no skates (Ice) Get it out the pot (Get it out the pot) Speed on the cops (Speed) Feelin` like I`m Jigga on a yacht (Jigga on a yacht) People wanna watch (Uh) Milli` on the watch (Uh-huh) It`s a Richard Millie on a watch (Millie on a watch)
Ma ain`t gotta cry, GunWanna made it out alive (GunWunna) Seen a lot of real niggas die (Real niggas die) Look him in the eye, you bad, let me see catch a fly (Girl) The cash got these niggas wildin` out (Wild) Rockstar, open up the circle, make a moshpit (Moshpit) Swervin` on the Perkys made me car sick (Car sick) Brothers don`t cuff `em, this is all our b-- (This is all our b--) Grew up in the trenches, we squabblin` Make me quick to grab a choppa, start a World War 6 (World War 6) Gunna got some millions and I barely feel rich (Barely feel rich) They been here knockin` ringin` And I don`t know who it is (Don`t know who it is)
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) All I see is hundreds all day (All day) Top chef, fish sauteed Condo in L.A. (Ayy) President Rollie with the date (President) Pullin` out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) In and out of state (In and out of state) Nah, we can not relate (We can not) And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) She want us to date (Ah) I see she keepin` faith (Faith) Ah, I`ma make her wait (I`ma make her wait)
Remember I served I was standin` on the curb with a bomb full of nicks (Bomb full of nicks) It`s my word (Yeah), I`m capped off Bird I done seen a n-- jump from a slab to a brick (To a brick, on God) Cute pink toe, I bit her on the toes I f-- her like a hoe, I make a whole flick (Shit, make a whole flick) Proud of baby girl, she can take a whole d-- (Take a whole d--) She told me she was thirsty Started drinkin` my spit (Drinkin` my spit)
Ooh (Ooh), you ain`t never heard this (This) I been droppin` hits like bird sh-- (Brr) They been sendin` threats, but don`t worry (No) We hoppin` in a rental with a dirty stick (Dirty stick) They ain`t give me my money I`ma murder this b-- (Murder this b--) I`ma murder this b-- (Murder this b--)
Rental off the Rollie, just went way in the ditch (Way in the ditch) Young Gunna not no playa `bout these chips (Wah) We really used to struggle now we paid, filthy rich (Paid, filthy rich) A hundred K to hit your VIP (Yah) R.I.P. to Nipsey, paved the way for the Crips (For the Crips) Plus, I`m smokin` cookie, blow Biscotti by the zip I got it on my hip
Ayy, money on the way (Money on the way) All I see is hundreds all day (All day) Top chef, fish sauteed Condo in L.A. (Ayy) President Rollie with the date (President) Pullin` out the foreigns, we can race (Mmm) In and out of state (In and out of state) Nah, we can not relate (We can not) And, I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced) She want us to date (Ah) I see she keepin` faith (Faith) Ah, I`ma make her wait (I`ma make her wait)
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