Oh Lord lyrics

[Intro: Elcamino]
Yo
Yo

[Verse: Elcamino]
We the cocaine dealers
On God, I'm worth a quarter million
Oh Lord, what a feeling
You frontin' like you got it, but it's all lease
LeBron playin', we got floor seats
This a gumbo pot, n*gga, we all eat
Shootin' dice, I'm throwin' triples
We felons, still totin' pistols
Cocaine got boring, let's start a business up
Me, I look rich as hell in that Bentley truck
In Gucci drip lookin' like a brick
Fifty thousand in twenties up at Saks Fifth
n*gga, I'm livin' lavish
You could tell I'm gettin' money, n*gga
Get fly in the winter, stack up all summer, n*gga
I'm 5'10'', I'm like a hundred n*ggas
On a yacht, sippin' Dussé, countin' hundreds, n*gga
f*ck probation, I'm gettin' blunted, n*gga
We gettin' money, n*gga
You could tell we gettin' money, n*gga
[Outro: Elcamino]
Gettin' money, n*gga
f*ck y'all n*ggas, man, word
Suck my di*k
You know?
Straight like that