Notice It lyrics

[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
Yeah, I'm balling like a b*tch
She upset, he a snitch
Got a tech, [?] don't miss
I'ma flex for the b*tch
I don't stress over sh*t, boy, I'm next, notice it
Get the check, make it flip
At they neck, keep a clip

[Verse 1: Amaru Cloud]
Shawty on my Twitter with a n*gga, while I'm popping figures with the hundreds in them
Get the picture, n*gga, got the b*tches in it
Girl Mona Lisa, I'm da Vinci with it
Boy, I'm [?] with it
Lost the b*tch, but got all these women
Always winning, yeah, we go and get it
Always winning, yeah, we go and get it
Trip, trip, trip
Oh, that's a 30 round clip on my Glock
I gotta pop, all of my n*ggas on top
Keep [?] on lock
And [?] we just [?] bands
Know that we did it again
We got a chance, know we [?] bands
Keeping [?]
[?] flipped [?] through [?]
Oh man god damn, where your b*tch go?
One day, some day, get your wrist froze
That gang get changed [?]
I'm sipping [?] n*gga I be swerving, I know these n*ggas be lerking
I know it ain't working, know that they nervous
All of this sh*t, it ain't worth it
All of these b*tches around me
The perk got me feeling astounding
I got a clip in that b*tch [?]
40 gon' hit [?]
[?] know I'm counting
She only want me for thousands
He said he killer, my n*gga, I'm doubting
We pull up, keep him surrounded
Now we gon' see if he 'bout it
[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
Yeah, I'm balling like a b*tch
She upset, he a snitch
Got a tech, [?] don't miss
I'ma flex for the b*tch
I don't stress over sh*t, boy, I'm next, notice it
Get the check, make it flip
At they neck, keep a clip

[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
I'm never waiting, rush to the money, like f*ck being pationt
I just woke up in the penthouse, like I came a long way from the basement
If I wasn't rapping, I'd still be trapping, I'd take it right back to the basics
Most of these b*tches was doubting me, now they all telling me congradulations
I get a bag and I double it
Tripple it, good with that multiplication
Middle fingers to a racist
I got a black girl snorting caucasian
They sending shots, but I'm dodging the bullets, I'm feeling like Neo in The Matrix
I know why she probably like me, diamonds are icy, she wanna taste it
Diamonds sitting with a one two, [?] sunroof
I do whatever I want to, dub in that b*tch, I can hit if I want to
You had a bag and you lost it
They should've told you that that was a dumb move
Water on me like the faucet, call up the b*tches and tell them to come through
I hit it twice, and I don't give two f*cks
Jump in the stu and I'm f*cking the booth up
Bread and cheese all on me like a school lunch
In the V, and I'm lifting the roof up
[?] hoop up
She tryna eat, 'cause her ex was a loser
That n*gga upset, he act like a b*tch
Diamonds too wet, just look at my wrist
[Chorus: Amaru Cloud]
Yeah, I'm balling like a b*tch
She upset, he a snitch
Got a tech, [?] don't miss
I'ma flex for the b*tch
I don't stress over sh*t, boy, I'm next, notice it
Get the check, make it flip
At they neck, keep a clip