Fargo Put the money in the duffle and sit yo bitch ass down, how bout that?
Aye that’s yo boo, boy I know you love er I can’t say but don’t do Danny Glovers I was stashin paper in my granny covers I ain’t tryin to date, I just want petties from er
Every time I walk inside the trap I need a new kitchen Thuggin up the pots, I need some new dishes Take yo bitch to Chili's, I be at Ruth Chrissin She can’t fuck with me unless a roof missin Bitches is waving, a nigga ignoring I’m sorry I gotta go hard on my interest, I’m whippin’ a foreign Number 6 on the Jordans, I got your bitch on my organ I might have an orgy, and just pick from the orges It’s Tory I do it, I’m poppin’ a magnum in Story to prove it I love my money, bitch I love my money These hoes wanna put me on Maury to lose it SO del uno, he told me to do it Fuck out of towners that don’t know the movement Roll with them hitters, you don’t know I do it I hit then I Insta the photo to prove it I kill these niggas fuckin with my Philly niggas On that dream chase, even Millie fuckin with me nigga All my doors slap jaws over silly nigga Really get em, put em on ice like vanilla with em Niggas talk straight, they ain’t never hood Sound like Ye, they ain’t never could And uh, maybe I fuck a broke bitch But only if her credit good Uh, top money I got it And a nigga hand talk funny, I’m ridin But anytime I see cops comin I’m quiet Cause I ain’t tryin to see who talk to me through the wire You ain’t never gotta talk, pussy nigga you on fire Do or die and he’s with me pullin up the suicides You a liar, who am I? You and I both know Nigga you don’t blow no smoke Hold no scope, hoes do my chores no joke Walk through the door, no hopes, no strings, no rope Fuck niggas throw things, hoes feelin so cold Me? I’m a nigga, no joke Me, I’m in the big time league nigga Multiplyin all the big top G niggas You these niggas tryna play me on a map though 18, 6 top three nigga I done came from the bando to the basement And you real but yo chain on that fake shit When I’m standin on the money bitch I’m A6 And my chick better than cake mix Yo chick could scam on that fake shit Her Instagram need a facelift I’m back in the street on that take shit I’m back in the heat if you say shit These niggas fowl and I ain’t playin Broady Send the wap, no I ain’t playin on it 30 thou on this Laker game but if I lose the bet then I ain’t payin homie Ridin round with that new Beretta Don’t believe me? Aks VC nigga Hit the town with my new vendetta You got Stevie Wonder, try see me nigga Put yo money up, nigga put it down Go to school wit ya, you a juggernaut See you soft then, you a pussy now Take a look at me, take a look around See the clique with me, gotta shook em now See the grip with me, I don’t look around Every chick with me had to book em out But I hit em all and never took em out I can go 100 years on the beat Go until the top, all them niggas undefeated What about all them other niggas underneath you that they talk about it to me, motherfucker let me see it Bad woman, let me beat it I could never eat it Only if she got a millie in a villa real city Yea these niggas say they ball hard I never see the kush still I’m rockin quarter for the sign of a speed up damn Nigga