Lyrics:
Since he already rowdy I'm just asked the man (Dang)
You want some work well partner put in your bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
a bag full of money knocking at the door
I'm bout to pour it out the bag
Count it on the floor
Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand
In the wee
Mudd
But call me Aloysius Devadander Abercrombie
That's long for Mudd
So I've been told
Told that by this sonsabitch that
Lies before me, bloated, blue
this apiña the meaner
Literally, literally, they can't get rid of me
Mill' in a Rome, I roam in Sicily
Charlie go big at me, big, is you kiddin' me
the west
Heard they gotta couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure that's enough time to get tha
Damn Max, this one's too hard alright
Got me and my cell
Drive that Lambo fast look
Like I'm speed racing
This new Richard cost a milli'
Like I
This that intro shit you heard
Rc in the studio
Grrrr
Baoow
Bitch I'm a rookie
Ima stunt cuz this shit is real new to me
I ain't stopping till I
I count up, count up, count up, count up dope
Throw a hunnit' racks it hit the floor
In the VIP I'm sippin' dope
I count up, count up, count up,
back from me
Niggas fuckin hoes from a to z
But I been chasin more this currency
Catch me in a spider when the nightfall
I ain't shaking no hands I don't
In the war zone with the hittas
Yeah, check gang though
I'ma pop up on you in the latest
Count my racks up, take a little dope
Get my pistol, I
Could tell by your actions, got tools i'm a craftsman (yeah)
Soon as i crack in (ouu), they watching my fashion
My shirt's are satin, fuck up this rap
who the fuck you hit? (21)
She let me nut in her jaw, I would've hit raw, but she ain't have walls (21)
This ain't middle school, when you sucking
I show the gang and we highfivin' (gang)
(Offset, uh)
She give me face in the Wraith (face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey (grraow)
I cop a Richard (A Richard)
Neck all frozed up (Okay)
Might start me a blizzard (A blizzard)
Rap game fucked up (Okay)
Gotta give it what it’s missing
uh
Blessings on me I count it uh (I’m going to the ATM)
Count it up and I count it
Uh count it up and I count it
The currency in my account is
Adding
money, no, this is not no silly guap
Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch (whoa)
All this money make me wanna hit my Diddy Bop
Tell the teller
are aligned perfectly straight
My rhymes are defined by a horizontal 8
A keepsake, a gift, I make art and music shapeshift
Seamless, this coupled motif
about the green bitch mind like Billie
Middle name Richard so I had to cop a Millie
Little by little I'ma make these bitches feel me
I'm shining while I
trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin', trippin')
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mm-hmm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip, I
, yeah, huh
Whole gang rockin' the Richard, now
We look real rich, yeah
Dig, yeah, uh
This shit way too big, yeah, ayy, yeah
Yeah, I got ten hoes in
this shit ain't even hidden
Imma look up see the stars in the wraith
Shawty really want me I can see it in her face
Now she trynna talk me out to going
I walk up in this bitch like I'm Kanye on a Friday
Then hit the highway, man you gotta leave your driveway
So I'm living every moment like it's
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