(Chorus)
Quarter million cash thumbing through the rubberband
Just another young n***a runnin with the jammy
24 inches on the coupe painted candy
Just another n***a in the hood sellin whammies
Pull up to the trap might serve it to ya granny
Got lean got blow and even got the zannies

Just another n***a in the hood selling whammies (x8)

(1st)
Young hood n***a trappin in a crew top
Runnin with the ooh wop Breaking down the gu-wap
Quarter million cash all hundreds in the shoebox
Got the first set of birds sold, now the n***a need a new flock
On the block with the full Glock, crack rocks in the tube socks trappin at the food spot
Watchers on the rooftops checking for the new op
While they whole sellin weed at the boy school stop
Just another n***a in the hood getting rich
Still fuckin round with the popcorn mid
Bunkin like “fuck 12. Get it how you live"
Got a quarter million tax free in his momma crib
Dude with the Kenwood knockin
From way up the street you can spot him
I can guarantee one thing about him
He gon keep some money in his pocket
(Chorus)
Quarter million cash thumbing through the rubberband
Just another young n***a runnin with the jammy
24 inches on the coupe painted candy
Just another n***a in the hood sellin whammies
Pull up to the trap might serve it to ya granny
Got lean got blow and even got the zannies

(2nd)
Quarter million cash in the attic in the cash vault
Wondering “how he got the molly going for the half off?"
N***a cause it’s bath salts. Duh
And he got the 40 for the trash talk
Leave you on the asphalt, do you like Bradshaw
Hop back in the coupe push a button then mash off
Blame it on the mad dog, n***a let them cats talk
Payin for the wap wondering why them bitches slack off
N***as in the projects, playing with the pirex
Cutting n***as hi-tech, now you drinking dissect
And yeen een know it. (You ain't een know it.)
Three cell phones all of dem bitches clickin (where they coming from)
Fishy
N***as out here tryna double up selling dubs out the doubletree
If you pull up then n***a that’s a double fee
Now you got to double pay. (Who you wit?)
Me and Ben frank. On a muh fucking double date
(Chorus)
Quarter million cash thumbing through the rubberband
Just another young n***a runnin with the jammy
24 inches on the coupe painted candy
Just another n***a in the hood sellin whammies
Pull up to the trap might serve it to ya granny
Got lean got blow and even got the zanies

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