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[Chorus]
Look at my bank account, it's like a half a milli' in that b*tch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a n*gga like me wouldn't make it out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same n*ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' b*tch, when it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday, she wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout the studio and somethin' told a n*gga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas, I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more, told me watch thesе b*tches 'cause she know thеy try and go (3Oh)

[Verse 1]
I remember they was sleepin' on me, now it's time for Hollywood to gimme a star (Gimme my star)
I remember ridin' public transportation, now I'm pullin' up in multiple cars (Skrrt)
I go to war for my brothers, I whooped a n*gga, tried to jump me, got stuck with a scar (Scar, sh*t)
I used to be the brokest n*gga in the trenches, they ain't think I'd make it this far (Ha)
I told my homies just stick by my side, when I get there, blow cheese, we gon' go up (Go up)
I told the opp to just pull up, let's get this sh*t over with, he ain't even show up (These— These—)
These n*ggas all talk, they do that sh*t for attention but stay out my mentions (I le— I le—)
I let my dawg talk (Grrah), he a rap n*gga, eliminate the competition (Bop, bop)
And my new crib, it got a private elevator, b*tches can't even get on my floor (Can't even get on it)
And I don't feel like stoppin' at the bank today, so I do 50,000 in the drawer (Drawer)
They say I couldn't do it, I did it (I did it)
She used to bullsh*t on a n*gga, now I got a bag so she want me hit it (3Oh)

[Chorus]
Look at my bank account, it's like a half a milli' in that b*tch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a n*gga like me wouldn't make it out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same n*ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' b*tch, when it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday, she wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout the studio and somethin' told a n*gga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas, I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more, told me watch these b*tches 'cause she know they try and go (3Oh)
[Verse 2]
I remember sleepin' right on the cot (I remember), now I pay 20,000 for the watch (Audemars)
I'm with my white homies, we drinkin' scotch (Gang), I take your b*tch, let her dock on the yacht (Blow)
f*ck a outfit, 'bout to buy me a store, gave me a milli', now gimme some more
And these promoters tryna gimme bottles, I don't want the bottles, gimme all the dough (Gimme all the dough)
I seen my partner get stabbed in his neck (Grrah), I started hittin', they hittin' the deck (Grrah)
I heard you snitchin', now what's up with that? (Rah) I'm like Fat Trel, got respect with this TEC (Respect)
I got respect without the sh*t, too (Respect), I can fight, but I'd rather just shoot (Bow)
I'm on Insta lookin' for somethin' new (Hm), I had a check before the check was blue (Ha)
Shawty, don't check for me 'less you got checks for me, b*tch, I'm like 21 without the knife (21, 21)
I bagged that b*tch, write a story, she told me she married, I guess I'm f*ckin' on his wife (Not my problem)
Play with my sisters, you play with my granny, you play with Lisa, then I'm endin' your life (Bow)
And my new cougar b*tch, she tryna pull up on me 'cause her n*gga ain't hittin' it right (Damn)

[Chorus]
Look at my bank account, it's like a half a milli' in that b*tch, so what I'm 'bout to do? (Blow)
They say a n*gga like me wouldn't make it out, I kicked them doors down, kung-fu (Wah)
I got the same n*ggas with me, we gang-gang and we stuck together like glue (Gang, gang)
I feel like Mick when I call my lil' b*tch, when it's ringin', I know she 'bout to fall through (Brr)
And on my mama birthday, she wan' hop on a jet, we gon' go wherever she wan' go
I was in Boogie basement thinkin' 'bout the studio and somethin' told a n*gga go
And I lost one of my grandmamas, I got one grandmama left, she got to see me blow (Blow)
She ain't got worry 'bout me no more, told me watch these b*tches 'cause she know they try and go (3Oh)