INTERNET MONEY! lyrics

[Intro]
Movie is X-Rated
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right

[Verse]
I'm stuffing racks in my peacoat
I move the za from the west to the east coast
I bought a new weapon it's lethal
And the number of the Glock is 3-0
Yeah and you know the clip is see through
Scope on the gun if you run Imma peep you
Yeah I just did my PPP too
I'm out in Vegas f*cked a b*tch for three blues
Yeah then I flew out to Atlanta
My b*tch work at Magic, in love with a dancer
My bro called while I'm in the club and he is in jail he probably think I ain't want answer
And my b*tch so bad I had to cuff it I stamped her
I f*ck with this song what's the name of this sample?
I used to be broke at home eating cambells
Now we touching this money ain't sh*t that we can't do
I dropped a bean in my lean now I can't move
Bought a new beam extendo with the ammo
Drinking and driving almost macked the lambo
I live here but got more money than my landlord
I used to have the bb in the jansport
I used to wear the BB on my waistline
I bagged this b*tch at an underground function
She play with her pus*y when she be on facetime
I run up them racks and I run it back two times
I get internet money I don't never wear suit ties
You saving your stimmy I'm having I blew mines
I blew out her back in the trap on the futon
You b*tches be broke getting deals on groupon
She never did UE she said can you do mine
I mixing the gucci with pucci and this sh*t is getting me coochie and hella medulla
And the Glock is a 40 so this sh*t a cougar
And the pointers is 40 so I'm feeling cooler
And we stealing this money so n*gga we looters
My b*tch is a bottle girl and a YouTuber
Then I pop a perky then I get super
I lie to my b*tch I was never a truther
It's just me and my b*tch in the whip so we coupers
It's just me and the bros in trap then we cooped up
Okay
I’m acting an ass I just bought my b*tch a new butt
Yeah
Alright