(Verse 2: Yamine)
I-I-I-I just wanna throw some lil money on that thang
All these diamonds on my chain, could be her wedding ring
Fuck the law bitch, you know we can go anywhere
Forget about yo ex, that lil n***a shit scared
Fucking with real n***a got you in yo feelings
Have me making songs Lil Wayne-No Ceilings
I’m so versatile in this bitch with my flows
Soopa L Beats got this shit on a roll
I’m poppin off this killa Corona catch a cold
Can’t be a street n***a living without a code
Ya’ll already know how this shit goes
I can fuck a hoe then leave next morning
I’m on this shit, Greenlight my album’s sick
Stay inside and be safe
Money I create, sleeps in my bank
Everything I say ain’t fake
Got all the stats to show how much I make
From 08 Ice skating, it took whatever it takes
You fags are cake