No Limit
Austin Hull
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Bank account so big that you can’t count the digits Money ain’t a thing, we make it by the minute Bust the MasterCard out, we ain’t got a limit Just bought a house in cash and you can’t even rent it, woah Celebrate so much we buying champagne by the case now Give my circle bags, can’t let the money go to waste now Every night we VIP in every single place now Never turning back, we got a taste now We ain’t got the time for no snake bitches Cross my circle, show you how we stay vicious Everybody tryna find a way in But we say f*ck a fake friend, yeah yeah Drop a couple bags Make it all back Circle round again Stacking up these mother fucking wins Duffle full of cash Diamonds on the dash Living in some sin Money, liquor, baddies, and a Benz like woah Mobbin’ with my homies Lookin like we Al Capone now Pour the Perignon I think I’m getting in my zone now Every time I hear a ring The plug is on the phone now Asking what we want What we on now Trust me you don’t wanna pull up and flex on my crew Don’t roll the dice on us, we don’t got nothing to prove Think before you make a move You know we got it Got stacks in the pocket We like it we bought it, yeah Drop a few bags We pay it in cash Don’t need no deposit, yeah Dripping with sauce Henny on the rocks Just counting the profit, yeah Name in the lights What did you go by? Already forgot it, yeah We ain’t got the time for no snake bitches Cross my circle, show you how we stay vicious Everybody tryna find a way in But we say f*ck a fake friend, yeah yeah Drop a couple bags Make it all back Circle round again Stacking up these mother fucking wins Duffle full of cash Diamonds on the dash Living in some sin Money, liquor, baddies, and a Benz like woah Mobbin’ with my homies Lookin like we Al Capone now Pour the Perignon I think I’m getting in my zone now Every time I hear a ring The plug is on the phone now Asking what we want What we on now We run the game and we steadily making the moves We out here doing the shit that you wish you could do Ride around the city with the homies screamin’ Drop a couple bags Make it all back Circle round again Stacking up these mother fucking wins Duffle full of cash Diamonds on the dash Living in some sin Money, liquor, baddies, and a Benz like woah Mobbin’ with my homies Lookin like we Al Capone now Pour the Perignon I think I’m getting in my zone now Every time I hear a ring The plug is on the phone now Asking what we want What we on now F*ck a fake friend F*ck a fake friend F*ck a fake friend Got my ride or dies with me, bulletproof We don’t need no snake skin
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