i'm tellin ya

i told her

the dick wake you up just like folgers

i like my hoes a little bit older

and she got nasty when her friend came over

hold on

you know i'm a beast

jewelry selection

got piece after piece

pay double rent just to break out the lease

og gave me way more game than i could teach

you shop at ross

i'm not talking diana

every day christmas

i been had met santa

prices was off when i moved to atlanta

want two in givenchy

the vert tropicana

getting money is addicting

rocket in my pocket even when a nigga sitting

babe ruth chopper like i play nine innings

these bitches ain't loyal

they all need some fixing

i'ma tell you 'bout the north

i'ma tell you 'bout my loss

every real nigga done took a loss

top floor but i won't tell the cops

young rich nigga in the young rich nation

flippa will flip shit

no hesitation

tonight me and you is the situation

my time is gon' come

i'm just being patient

i'm tellin' ya

i done smoked too many bags of cookie

i'm tellin' ya

if your club dabbing

tell promoters book me

i'm tellin' ya

i'm a smooth killer but don't push me

i'm tellin' ya

freshman of the year but i'm no rookie

i'm tellin' ya

have you ever counted 100 grand?

i'm tellin' ya

used to see me dab on demand

i'm tellin' ya

the paper should take over all your plans

i'm tellin' ya

rich niggas own they own land

offset!

i'm tellin' ya

that cap that you talkin' irrelevant

that cookie you sellin'

ain't smelling it

i'm tellin' ya

i hit the plug for the medicine

shoot a nigga

day of reckoning

birds flying like a pelican

we finesse a nigga

doing excellent

i'm serving the birds and givin' 'em dressin-ing

boy take that shit over there

i'm tellin' ya

cause we don't shoot in the air

i'm tellin' ya

little bitty bitch want to snap

we taking her phone 'cause she usin' every app

i'm tellin' ya

500 thousand on craps

watch where you sit

it's a stick in that couch

i'm tellin' ya

we brought the dab to the trap

you think that i'm lying

had 200 thousand

fuck rap

i had a 44

tiptoe through your backdoor

give niggas the flow that they didn't even ask for

you talk to the feds

boy you know that's a no-no

they knock on my door

i don't open if i don't know

razzle dazzle

took your hoo out the shackles

if you want the dab

here go you a raffle

you runnin' off with it

the chopper gon' tackle

perform in wisconsin like a green bay packer

i'm tellin' ya

i done smoked too many bags of cookie

i'm tellin' ya

if your club dabbing

tell promoters book me

i'm tellin' ya

i'm a smooth killer but don't push me

i'm tellin' ya

freshman of the year but i'm no rookie

i'm tellin' ya

have you ever counted 100 grand?

i'm tellin' ya

used to see me dab on demand

i'm tellin' ya

the paper should take over all your plans

i'm tellin' ya

rich niggas own they own land