I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands, I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking? man she's drinking like she's in a limousine
But we're bussin' on the 1, I pour two out for the team
She lay 3 out on her tongue
Dancing till her body screams
We ain't finished, we ain't done
I ain't even twist the key
Yeah
Way to way to way familiar
It's what I do i'm a fuckin' killer

Weaving through the cut on my dawg shit
Que tal? A donde Vas? Que Haces?
Good when you're with us, they're obnoxious
Only showing love for the profit, yeah
Only thing I love is the process
Only thing
Black out in my room and go unconscious
Track out in my whip like its a contest
These fellas ain't on shit I duck the nonsense yeah

I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands, I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1, I pour two out for the team
Yeah

( Rothstein )
We just left Fiore for the Charleston (goin in)
Feel like Bobby Doerr when i’m in Boston (only thing)
Only thing i know is i’m exhausted (Roth stein)
I got dirty money doing crossfit
All i even listen to is Deathpxp
Back in twenty twelve we was tryna make a way ay ay now i’m
Ballin like i’m playing for the red sox
(hoo yea) ain’t a lot that you could do or say ay ay ay ay
Only thing I love is (only)
Making magic for you (only)
You don’t move me like you
Think you do
I wanna live in a cave, I wanna live in a cave
I wanna sit in the shade sippin' on pink lemonade
I wanna give it away, I wanna give it away
Funny how this money tastes like chips to me

I paint the money up, too clean
I got paint all on my hands, I leave paint all on her jeans
What's she thinking?
Man she's drinking like we're in a limousine
But were bussin' on the 1, I pour two out for the team
Yeah
Two out for the -
Two out for the -