[ Featuring YMOUS ]
I'm stacking bills like a real one
The hits coming, I can feel one
The only time I grip the steel's
When the wheels running
Gears turning
Bill burning
Young ignorant cracker with
Nothing to f*cking loose
Think he can be a rapper
I'ma lace my f*cking shoes
And lace all of you cappers
I'ma take my f*cking dues
Erase the f*cking chatter before the strings get loose
I'ma take in the whole platter
And turning the block into a modern art peice splatter
So cold, I'm bipolar
I got the f*cking game
You can rest it upon my shoulders
Done with dumb bitches
Come quick it's not on for long
Shot my shot a while ago
I just ain't play you the song
It's apparent y'all can't hold your marijuana for shit
Lost a couple bets I took more on than I could admit
Blew a couple checks I spend that shit as soon as I get it
And I'm sitting here stupid
Thinking how I'm broke as a bitch
