Lyrics From Instagram Live

[Chorus]
Ha, last year, I was— wait (Psshh), wait a minute, that was years ago
I used to be broke as fuck, down bad, but that was years ago
I just seen this one bitch, think I hit, but that was years ago
N***as always got they hand out, that shit so pitiful

[Verse]
Bitch, 'round here, we got that type of money that we [?]
We the type to fuck them ratchet hoes [?]
7.62s gon' send his ass straight to the clinical
N***as be talkin' shit but arguin' and that shit typical
Bitch, I give a fuck if it's ten dollars, it's the principle
I remember juggin' for them iPhones off the [?]
I hang with the scammers, jackboys, robbers, I like criminals
Step away from crime, [?]
My bank can't tеll if my money dirty or clean, that shit so mixable
I ordеr thirty thousand, but I need twenty thousand additionals
She cappin' for the lies, say I ain't fuck, but that shit fictional
You say you don't do it for the money, what you winnin' for?
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[?], that shit be so unpredictable
You ain't know your bitch a freak, she eat the dick like it's nutritional
[?] double-tap me, you love me 'cause that shit be so conditional
She keep tryna tell her friends that we in love, she must be miserable
I gotta touch the money every day, that shit medicinal
You say you don't do it for the money, what you winnin' for?
[Chorus]
Ha, last year, I was— wait (Psshh), wait a minute, that was years ago
I used to be broke as fuck, down bad, but that was years ago
I just seen this one bitch, think I hit, but that was years ago
N***as always got they hand out, that shit so pitiful