Lyrics:
like I'm puff by the way that I'm dancing
Girls falling in line all the haters be glancing
Bought a new freezer Sip purp on an island
O's in the bank
till my bank is filled
Till all my family problems killed, till my house is sitting onna hill
Back to that "eh-ay", I was only 19 straight off the lot
ain't making bank, we raisin stocks
You hear 'em coming down the block
Day I get the check, I'm actin' like it ain't a lot, lot
Squad be digging dirt, we
cause I'm looking in the bank set
Yeah
The top is where I'm going, but my booty got a lot of mentions
Military bounded, private Ryan, need
Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it
Yeah, haha, woo, shit
Mm (aight), whoa-oh oh
Yeah, yeah
Guess what? I ain't come in yet
I'm comin' in a minute
Ayo, this is my love song, it
back check your tone then check my status
The dream reality too close for me just not to grab it
So what you thought I wasn't bout bout it nigga please
back check your tone then check my status
The dream reality too close for me just not to grab it
So what you thought I wasn't bout bout it n**** please
there)
I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
"Mr. Franklin, step up to the mic sir
incognito (Okay) far away from a freak show (Yes sir)
Love all my amigos (Si) big dreams, I achieve those (Bet)
Bros over hoes, we don't ever gamble those
don't want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say
(Mr. Franklin, step up to the mic sir)
Check
mom bought a car from sellin' crack
My mom hate when I talk
'bout her sellin' crack
Check my background, I been to hell and back
He Cashed App me, I
’m making bank consecutively
My rappin' is immaculate professionally
I take it from the one and then the two be skipping the three
And if you wanna solve for
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
I'm definitely ready to mix this one
Please, call me back ASAP
See you later
I'm a vicious musician who's very musical so please get ready (Ooo)
Good in
row
With my steal I cap home feeling like a O
No he didn't, yes he did
Bank your chin in her crib
This ain't no fed
But now he did
On the other
don't want to gain the whole world, and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away, let me hear the people say
(Mr. Franklin, step up to the mic sir)
Check
check then I bounce bounce
Been hustling all day so
Me my vatos getting pesos
Rubber bands for the bank roll
Big body gotta move slow
Been hustling all
Cash my check then I bounce bounce
Been hustling all day so
Me my vatos getting pesos
Rubber bands for the bank roll
Big body got to move slow
Been
Backwood burn bout 45 minutes
Ima get high just mind my business
Tryna see the bank account hit nine digits
Then ima celebrate til I pass my limit
Know
I stay out the mix I stay on my shit
Just keep the media out my businesses
Some niggas a switch them niggas is bitch
Don’t talk to them niggas they
Dirty, tired, fucked around
And get my foot off in his ass
Let's hood ride, mob, fuck talkin' bad
No punk let?s me check myself, partner
I ain't gonna bust
Not everybody gonna be a rider
Somebody gotta take that L
Wake up bake up Check my mail
Message new for sale
I got music money in the bank And money in
on calling, blowing up my line
I think this lil bitch done, lost her mind
I mix that Wockhardt with that lemon lime
I need that money, not you, I'll be fine
She
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