Since I was 10, I've been scheming Water on me, it's all Fiji
All of my wishes came true What are the odds
Just bagged a bitch named Jeannie Whippin' the sauce, no baked ziti
You'd be amazed how many niggas won't see me
None of you niggas can be me I'll give you pussies a freebie
That's when I take out the three-piece, ah All of those snakes need me heebie-jeebies
Tryna be young king, call me young habibi
Got lil' bad bitch everywhere in the city
And niggas just ask me I'll lend you some digits
Sipping, I'm drinkin' If you see me up with that Henny, then take it
Unless you wanna see my demons, ah Unless you wanna see my demons
F*ck it, I'll be back by the end of the weekend
Just woke up sold something in PJ's never was one to give something to the DJ
Got a young plug, code name be Philipe
Bitches look dumb when they tryna get screenplay
Wait, ah, you used to curve me, ah, yeah Now you to the dirt, ah, yeah
Now your man's on a shirt, ah, yeah Ooh, backwood wacking
Numbers be rackin' and stackin' and look at my money, it's brackin
All of these niggas be actin' I don't give a f*ck about you
Lil' nigga, you lackin' Blahhh, yeah, you to the curve, ah, yeah
Now you on a shirt, ah, yeah I put the work in
Ayy, came up with the work, ooh
Lil' C just came in with the work
I just put your mans up on the shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Came in with the, came in with the work
I just put your mans up on a shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Out my way, got nothing to say swear to God leave your bitch slayed
Ha, this ain't your turf, tryna ride my wave
Nah, nigga, you cannot surf, nah
You ain't countin' this money, you ain't countin' hundreds
You ain't say nothin, yeah
My money talk, my money talk in Spanish
Ah, smokin' this accent, ah
Niggas be buggin, I end the discussion
Ooh, yeah, end the discussion
I started with nothin, now steady and bumping
Ooh, ayy, what
They cannot compare to someone like me
Can't count someone as me, ayy
Bitches be comin' to me
And all of my niggas on shopping sprees, ayy
Blowin' the money, I'm blowin' through G's
Nohing but LV, bitches all on me
Used to duck me, now they with me, ooh
Gasolina, man, ayy
I'm gon' get rich fast, ah
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Since I was 10, I've been scheming Water on me, it's all Fiji
All of my wishes came true What are the odds
Just bagged a bitch named Jeannie Whippin' the sauce, no baked ziti
You'd be amazed how many niggas won't see me
None of you niggas can be me I'll give you pussies a freebie
That's when I take out the three-piece, ah All of those snakes need me heebie-jeebies
Tryna be young king, call me young habibi
Got lil' bad bitch everywhere in the city
And niggas just ask me I'll lend you some digits
Sipping, I'm drinkin' If you see me up with that Henny, then take it
Unless you wanna see my demons, ah Unless you wanna see my demons
F*ck it, I'll be back by the end of the weekend
Just woke up sold something in PJ's never was one to give something to the DJ
Got a young plug, code name be Philipe
Bitches look dumb when they tryna get screenplay
Wait, ah, you used to curve me, ah, yeah Now you to the dirt, ah, yeah
Now your man's on a shirt, ah, yeah Ooh, backwood wacking
Numbers be rackin' and stackin' and look at my money, it's brackin
All of these niggas be actin' I don't give a f*ck about you
Lil' nigga, you lackin' Blahhh, yeah, you to the curve, ah, yeah
Now you on a shirt, ah, yeah I put the work in
Ayy, came up with the work, ooh
Lil' C just came in with the work
I just put your mans up on the shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Came in with the, came in with the work
I just put your mans up on a shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Out my way, got nothing to say swear to God leave your bitch slayed
Ha, this ain't your turf, tryna ride my wave
Nah, nigga, you cannot surf, nah
You ain't countin' this money, you ain't countin' hundreds
You ain't say nothin, yeah
My money talk, my money talk in Spanish
Ah, smokin' this accent, ah
Niggas be buggin, I end the discussion
Ooh, yeah, end the discussion
I started with nothin, now steady and bumping
Ooh, ayy, what
They cannot compare to someone like me
Can't count someone as me, ayy
Bitches be comin' to me
And all of my niggas on shopping sprees, ayy
Blowin' the money, I'm blowin' through G's
Nohing but LV, bitches all on me
Used to duck me, now they with me, ooh
Gasolina, man, ayy
I'm gon' get rich fast, ah
All of my wishes came true What are the odds
Just bagged a bitch named Jeannie Whippin' the sauce, no baked ziti
You'd be amazed how many niggas won't see me
None of you niggas can be me I'll give you pussies a freebie
That's when I take out the three-piece, ah All of those snakes need me heebie-jeebies
Tryna be young king, call me young habibi
Got lil' bad bitch everywhere in the city
And niggas just ask me I'll lend you some digits
Sipping, I'm drinkin' If you see me up with that Henny, then take it
Unless you wanna see my demons, ah Unless you wanna see my demons
F*ck it, I'll be back by the end of the weekend
Just woke up sold something in PJ's never was one to give something to the DJ
Got a young plug, code name be Philipe
Bitches look dumb when they tryna get screenplay
Wait, ah, you used to curve me, ah, yeah Now you to the dirt, ah, yeah
Now your man's on a shirt, ah, yeah Ooh, backwood wacking
Numbers be rackin' and stackin' and look at my money, it's brackin
All of these niggas be actin' I don't give a f*ck about you
Lil' nigga, you lackin' Blahhh, yeah, you to the curve, ah, yeah
Now you on a shirt, ah, yeah I put the work in
Ayy, came up with the work, ooh
Lil' C just came in with the work
I just put your mans up on the shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Came in with the, came in with the work
I just put your mans up on a shirt
Yeah, I'm blowin' woods, I'm blowin' purp
We made it work, you make excuses
Out my way, got nothing to say swear to God leave your bitch slayed
Ha, this ain't your turf, tryna ride my wave
Nah, nigga, you cannot surf, nah
You ain't countin' this money, you ain't countin' hundreds
You ain't say nothin, yeah
My money talk, my money talk in Spanish
Ah, smokin' this accent, ah
Niggas be buggin, I end the discussion
Ooh, yeah, end the discussion
I started with nothin, now steady and bumping
Ooh, ayy, what
They cannot compare to someone like me
Can't count someone as me, ayy
Bitches be comin' to me
And all of my niggas on shopping sprees, ayy
Blowin' the money, I'm blowin' through G's
Nohing but LV, bitches all on me
Used to duck me, now they with me, ooh
Gasolina, man, ayy
I'm gon' get rich fast, ah
Writer: john merlino
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