[Verse 1: Capo] That bitch seen my bankroll, she was like whoooaaa I know she wanna glo up baby, I ain't talking bout yo clooothes Girl get the fuck out my face if you ain't tryna gooo Can't beef with a broke nigga, I'm about my bankrooolls First time she seen me like whoooaaa And when a opp see me, I'ma up that fifty like whoooaaa Run up on me, get back like whoa And it's too many of y'all bout two of y'all gettin' poled Getting poled like whoa And all that money and them clothes from the go, man that shit ain't yours Got the Glock 17 that blow It'll blow like whoooaaa Thots wearing they best friend Prada, girl know them not yooouuurs Looking at y'all like whoooaaa And we did want 20, now we want 55 for a show Pull up on us like whoa And if you ain't got our money, we ain't showing up to no shows Whoooaaa (2x)
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[Verse 2: Tadoe] That bitch hit my dope, that bitch choke I told that bitch don't fuck, I want throat But bitch after this top, you gotta go I just blew some racks at the store Can't shot at JB's, not no more Just spent 50 hundred on this blow Trapping all summer til it snow All white 40's on the floor All white mansion look like coke Just got a 100 bricks, fresh off the boat They gone super quick, connect like whoa And these fuck niggas know I tote I do a drill while she roll my smoke This kickback from this nickel, I'm like whoa I send some shots, I almost hit his throat That fuck nigga lucky I was off this 4 I come back in the morning, won't miss no more She seen me in the store, spending rolls She know I see I'm (?) bout my clothes I'm smoking three, this shit got me like...