[Intro]
Zaytoven

[Verse]
The diamonds on my chain is so sloppy
My n***as ain't scared of nobody
I'm leanin', I feel like an old lady
Capital One, what's in your wallet?
Geekers, they geekers, all these bitches geekers
A thousand for this lean, girl, a thousand for my sneakers
Try and sneak us, we gon' beat ya, don't care 'bout no female
I'ma go to jail for beatin' your ass but bitch, you gon' go to jail for retail
High off Keisha, feel like Peter, eyes low I can't see nothin'
I got so much money right now that I can fuck my teacher
Keisha, she geeked up, let me go grab my Nina
.30 all up in my Nina, holes all up in your Versace, yeah
Blow him and smoke him, you ain't gonna even know him
This n***a had his head right, so we left him so left
What the paparazzi takin' pics for? No, I don't know Joseph
All these n***as say they know Chief So, Chief Sosa don't know them
I do what I wanna do
I got so much money in Saks Fifth Ave, spend it where I want to
I say I do what I wanna do
I got so much money in Saks Fifth Ave, spend it where I want to
'Cause I get so much money, I spend so much money
I get so much money, goddamn, I get so much money
I got Rover money and I will take your damn money
And I love me some God, but I still got Jehovah money
Balenciaga my sneakers, Jordans make my feet hurt
Boy, you gon' get your damn feelings hurt, charge 20k a feature
She a eater with a case on, that bitch can't be my backbone
She think I'ma nice guy, I'ma do that ass wrong
Let me find out my cash wrong
Let me find out my bands gone
Let me find out my jewelry gone
Then I'm gon' need a jury, homie