Anything for the dolla lyrics

[intro: Chaz homi]

Chaz homi
Aha
Look

[Verse 1: Chaz homi]

Money on the table, n*gga, feelin’ like I’m choppo
To the plug I’m speakin’ spanish, no I call em’ poto
Everything I do is big, I’m feelin’ like colossal
You f*ck wit’ me, you end up deep, and leave you like a fossil
I be in the kitchen water whippin me a chicken n*gga
Don’t say sh*t in front of y’all, I think that you some snitches n*gga
Always bout’ that violence, all ya’ll better mind yo’ business n*gga
If a n*gga want that smoke, I blow em’ like a swisha’ n*gga
I’ve been packin’ heat, and servin’ geeks since I was 18
Smakin’ all these n*ggas, hoes, dem’ n*ggas start to hate me
.40 cal, on me yeah and ain’t got no safety
Ever since my n*gga died, I lost my mind lately
The way I Eat the beat, is sweet, it’s really so tasty
Side ear talk cause’ they don’t have the balls to face me
n*ggas soft like angel cake, anotha’ type of pastry
Pop a perk, got a n*gga feelin’ like a daydream, yeah

I’m golden
I hang with killas’, I don’t be with n*ggas who foldin’
All this money I’m makin’ be rollin’
I know people see me what happened to oden [trippie redd: “ay”]
More lack of emotion [ay, ay]
I’m still goin [ay, ay]
My life is in motion [ay]
[Verse 2: trippie redd]

Check out my wrist, I be shinin’, guy rymin’, cosignin’, and glistenin’ diamonds
I’m findin’ the way to the money, but flying, I’m highin’ above any n*gga that’s ?…..? Tryna’ test, me
No ball, but I ball like Gretzky
Got me takin off like a jet ski
Y’all n*ggas made it but who’s next c?
: redd, ay

Trippie redd and I’m chasin’ dreams
Yall n*ggas can’t join the team
We smokin’ dope and sippin’ lean
God bless me, like a n*gga sneezed

I’ve been … ……. (?), let me spread my wings
Run my crown, n*gga I’m the king
My flow crazy, like it’s a dream
In the land of make believe

[Verse 3: Chaz homi]

In the land of make believe
Better watch what you say to me
I’m a real n*gga, not make believe
We got n*ggas on the top who we hate to see
Back in high school all I got was c’s
Once I got out, I start movin’ p’s
Ballin so hard, I should be in a league
Downtown shots like Steph’ Curry

Block down shots like I’m Kareem
Night and day, all night, chasin dreams
Goin hard, makin’ history
I can put you out of yo’ misery (pop,pop,pop)

[Verse 4: trippie redd]
Ay, ooh
Trippie redd, ay, ay

Want all dat’ money and power, I’d do anything for the dolla’
My n*ggas scream dat’ sh*t louda’
Do you want sweat or sour?
Never bloom but I’m a flower, I’m bringin you down like the towers
That blood purple, but feel like chowder
I do not f*ck wit’ no cowards, you coward
Let me jus, scream dat’ sh*t louder
I do not f*ck wit’ no cowards (ew)
……….. gorillas they eatin’ four plates, In the villa’
Trippies don’t know I’m a dealer, that mask and a skrilla
Trippie redd nobody trilla’
Trippie redd nobody realer
Michael Jackson got dis’ ……….,
Moon walkin’ on yo’ coffin
Hit you wit’ that wonder ……
pus*y boy, why you talkin’ (x2)
(Ay)