[Intro]
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[Chorus: Kanii]
Uh, n***as talk money, I been that, n***as talk hits, I did it
Been handlin' shit for a while, been carryin' shit for a minute
I learned this shit the hard way, now a young n***a, he winnin'
We hit that boy in broad day, now his body is spinnin'

[Refrain: Kanii]
Give a fuck 'bout what you said or what you done
I've been on for a year and ain't no way I'm fallin' off
Exotic gas, it hit me and it fillin' up my lungs
Puttin' n***as, putt these n***as, I ain't talkin' 'bout no golf
I'm on the top, I'm fallin' off, well, bitch, I'm not
They hear this song and they get shocked
I can't go nowhere without all my mob
Yeah, I been that n***a, I put it on God
Pussy-ass n***as so fraud
I'm chasin' the bread while I'm beatin' the odds
You said I can't do it, it's already done, woah

[Chorus: Kanii & Anycia]
Uh, n***as talk money, I been that, n***as talk hits, I did it
Been handlin' shit for a while, been carryin' shit for a minute
I learned this shit the hard way, now a young n***a, he winnin'
We hit that boy in broad day, now his body is spinnin'
Uh, n***as talk money, I been that, n***as talk hits, I did it
Been handlin' shit for a while, been carryin' shit for a minute
I learned this shit the hard way, now a young n***a, he winnin'
We hit that boy in broad day, now his body is spinnin' (Yeah, huh)
[Verse: Anycia]
What?
Fuckin' with you 'cause I wanna
These n***as hawkin' and starin' and watchin'
Bitches be bitin', piranha
Bitches ain't clockin' no tea
Go get some money, you still in pajamas
Come get the n***a if you really want him
Stuck in his feelings, I don't even want him, yeah, yeah
Top of the food chain, bitch, I'm bad
Toppin' me off in the back of back
I want the one, not the group with the racks
Yeah, callin' my phone, I ain't callin' it back
Yeah, you are the type to not get no cash

[Chorus: Kanii]
Uh, n***as talk money, I been that, n***as talk hits, I did it
Been handlin' shit for a while, been carryin' shit for a minute
I learned this shit the hard way, now a young n***a, he winnin'
We hit that boy in broad day, now his body is spinnin'

[Refrain: Kanii]
Give a fuck 'bout what you said or what you done
I've been on for a year and ain't no way I'm fallin' off
Exotic gas, it hit me and it fillin' up my lungs
Puttin' n***as, putt these n***as, I ain't talkin' 'bout no golf
I'm on the top, I'm fallin' off, well, bitch, I'm not
They hear this song and they get shocked
I can't go nowhere without all my mob
Yeah, I been that n***a, I put it on God (You are now tuned in to 9lives radio)
Pussy-ass n***as so fraud
I'm chasin' the bread while I'm beatin' the odds
You said I can't do it, it's already done, woah
[Chorus: Kanii]
Uh, n***as talk money, I been that, n***as talk hits, I did it
Been handlin' shit for a while, been carryin' shit for a minute
I learned this shit the hard way, now a young n***a, he winnin'
We hit that boy in broad day, now his body is spinnin'