[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Avianne got me swerving
Too many b*tches I'm dumming
[?]
I don't want to share no one
I get money whatchu doing
[Chorus]
I woke up and got right to a bag
I remember when these b*tches would laugh
Too much money man, I'm popping these tags
Free all my n*ggas, I can't get them back
You know that I'm working, recording these tracks
Then I'm performing and getting these racks
Finessing these n*ggas like "Gimmie your sh*t"
They counted me out but look at me again
I took b*tch with the gang
Now she wanna rock on my chain (Yeah)
You ever been inside a Wraith? (Yeah)
I put the bands in the safe (Yeah)
I was just broke the other day (Day)
Now my pockets they on heavy weight (Woo)
Put 50 in a n*gga like Leatherface (Yeah)
Took the family to a better place (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
How you n*ggas want it?
They don't really want it (Nah)
How you n*ggas talking?
You not really 'bout it
Say you sending shots (Boom)
You don't got a gun (Boom)
You ain't ever shot sh*t (Do, do, do do do)
b*tch I will not run
I just ran into your tracks, yeah
Then I took all of your racks, uh
Then you want all of your work (Work)
You ain't get none of it back (Nah)
b*tch I'm the master finesser (Yeah)
b*tch I'm a money professor (Ouu)
I might get money invested (Ouu)
These n*ggas hating, they stressing
[Pre Chorus]
Too much drip, too much drip (Drip)
Watch out, don't slip (Don't slip)
Don't drown little b*tch
Don't drown little b*tch
Too much drip, too much drip (Drip)
Watch out, don't slip (Don't slip)
Don't drown little b*tch
Don't drown little b*tch
[Chorus]
I woke up and got right to a bag
I remember when these b*tches would laugh
Too much money man, I'm popping these tags
Free all my n*ggas, I can't get them back
You know that I'm working, recording these tracks
Then I'm performing and getting these racks
Finessing these n*ggas like "Gimmie your sh*t"
They counted me out but look at me again
I took a b*tch with the gang
Now she wanna rock on my chain (Yeah)
You ever been inside a Wraith? (Yeah)
I put the bands in the safe (Yeah)
I was just broke the other day (Day)
Now my pockets they on heavy weight (Woo)
Put 50 in a n*gga like Leatherface (Yeah)
Took the family to a better place (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Skinnyfromthe9 [?] yeah
Look at my wrist lil b*tch thats shine
Too much drip when I walk outside
Took your b*tch, no she can't be found
You can't get this drip for free
Too many n*ggas tryna be like me
Too much drip when I'm on the scene
Too much drip I p*ss codeine
These b*tches, these b*tches, bore me (Bore me)
These n*ggas, these n*ggas, hate me (Hate me)
I hit her, i quit, baby (Baby)
My hittas, my hittas, got [?]
[Pre Chorus]
Too much drip, too much drip (Drip)
Watch out, don't slip (Don't slip)
Don't drown little b*tch
Don't drown little b*tch
Too much drip, too much drip (Drip)
Watch out, don't slip (Don't slip)
Don't drown little b*tch
Don't drown little b*tch
[Chorus]
I woke up and got right to a bag
I remember when these b*tches would laugh
Too much money man, I'm popping these tags
Free all my n*ggas, I can't get them back
You know that I'm working, recording these tracks
Then I'm performing and getting these racks
Finessing these n*ggas like "Gimmie your sh*t"
They counted me out but look at me again
I took a b*tch with the gang
Now she wanna rock on my chain (Yeah)
You ever been inside a Wraith? (Yeah)
I put the bands in the safe (Yeah)
I was just broke the other day (Day)
Now my pockets they on heavy weight (Woo)
Put 50 in a n*gga like Leatherface (Yeah)
Took the family to a better place (Yeah)