Get wicked Get money
From Sunday 2 Sunday
Drink Remy I waddle
Got the bands in pants don’t fall tho
Shooter wear a mask no bane tho
Shoot his face off now the case closed
30 round clip don’t reload
I’m just trynna keep the peace and the peso’s

Skinny jeanz ya and they balmain
Cartier frame keep me from the shade
Summer time sip me up like lemonade
Pull up on the scene they already know my name
Only want the money I don’t want the famе
Eat eat eat me up likе lo mein
White bitch Anya taylor doing cocaine
Lately I been chillen on my solo
Ion care bout that shit no fomo
Fuckin wit my bands go loco
Brand new tattoo my body like an art wall
Have u heard the news?
Zombies comming after downfall
Why why baby don’t cry don’t lie or I’ll kick to the side
No I’m not that type of guy