[Chorus]
You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted
I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)
Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'
Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)
Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies
Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen
Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction
I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches

[Verse 1]
Mink flo' stompin' I’ma man on a mission
I’m big dog poppin', you can play in my division (Yeah)
Crystal pop, they comparin' me to Drizzy
Her lips lip lockin' on my dick like they kissin'
I just cashed out on a crib out in Lennox
Chandelier in the ceiling, diamonds spinnin' like a pendant
Six new whips and ain’t none of these are rented
Her pussy wet, I’m trampoline jumpin' in it
This a double cup of codeine, not Henny
Free my cuz, I really wish that I could see my n***a, hey
Tryna show you our dream that I’m livin'
They can’t see what I’m feelin'
They ain’t grieve for these better days
Old like the real chief my n***a
I can teach my n***a, how to eat in another way
Bought a Lamb' and I won’t speed for a couple days
Try the fam, I remember me goin' through a phase
[Chorus]
You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted
I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)
Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'
Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)
Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies
Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen
Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction
I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches

[Verse 2]
Summertime, everything all in it
Exotic pop, I got red all in it
Me and my dawgs tight like Kel and Kenan
I'm drippin' on sight, YSL on my fitted
Jimmy on tight, I ain't playin' with you bitches
Semi on loaded, I ain't scared of you n***as
Back in the Maybach, got my head in the pillow
Twenty bands on chinchillas, I'm the man with the dealer
I don't wanna take off for your head over riddles
I got big, you still little, but with tens, I don't wanna eight
Black Mercedes with a coupe and a Sprinter
Glass roof in the ceiling, we got proof that we gettin' it, ayy
They ain’t think that I can do it but I did it
Had to show ‘em I ain’t a gimmick, I get paid for the realer, mane
Million dollar worth of drip when I got appraised
I can’t see myself workin’ for a lower wage
[Chorus]
You ain’t gon' see me in it, all the cars are tinted
I made myself a milli', but we all gon' spend it (Yeah)
Never second guess you, it was hard in the beginnin'
Had to grind for a minute, now we shine for a livin' (Shine)
Always could be worse, I save all of your pennies
Ain’t gotta go to church, I know God still gon' listen
Only spittin' facts and ain’t none of this is fiction
I ain’t trustin' on you bitches, I’ma cherish all these riches