Lyrics

Tell me what you want
You want the money or the crumb?
(Yeah, yeah)
You want the beans or the crumb?
Crumb
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do you want a milly or the crumb?
(Yeah)
Do you want the bread or the broom?
(Yeah)
Do you want to be wealthy or a bum?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We come and take over your ward
Like a S-T-D
(Yeah, yeah)
I got lights on me bling in the dark
Like a L-E-D
(Yeah, yeah)
Lil' shawty photogenic
She collagin'
(Yeah, yeah)
We gon' spin the block with the carbon if you're dodgin' me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All us hard body
(Hard body)
Shiny diamond watches
(Hard body)
Chinese kitty cat, yeah
Make it hard to not
(Oh, oh, oh)
Turn it up a notch
(Oh)
Fuck about a block
(Oh)
Fuck curly head
Fold him like a wallet
(That's right)
Yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Diamonds hittin' way from here to the Texaco
Grab the egg beater and a lil' Coca-Cola
Bet my dawg I want what he want if it's ebola
I just be crunchin' the Xans
This a green with Hermés
Saint Laurent with the kicks
Green dot, big business
Fallin' out 'bout a bitch
Kid rocks 'bout a bitch
Kid rocks
We takin' real chances
Got that paperwork written up
Some just like foreign sight shit
(Oh, oh-oh)
Take it to four notches
Got a white bitch, no boycott
(Oh, oh-oh)
Go at some boy notches
I made a 45
(Oh, oh-oh)
Pussy I sort that
Maybach like a fat cat
(Oh, oh-oh)
Yeah
Rap game like the street game
**** do anything for rap fame
I'll bet a **** never take my chain
These **** be shootin' with no aim
You miss 'em, bring me my chain
Y-S-L, B-M-G, that's my gang
Count music, yeah that's my lane
I don't get wet when it rain
Yeah, they prayed on my downfall
But I flex on all y'all
Got more money than all y'all
Just spent 50 in Lenox Mall
Lost a million and didn't stress
V-V-S in my diamond necklace
Diamonds hitting like led lights
You **** got emotional
I'm a trap star
Real boss ****
(Real boss ****)
I don't chase hoes
(I don't chase hoes)
Yeah, I buy bitches
(Yeah, I buy bitches)
Bought a Bentley truck
Like you rap ****
(Like you rap ****)
Not off rap money
I'm a trap ****
We come and take over your ward
Like a S-T-D
(Yeah, yeah)
I got lights on me bling in the dark
Like a L-E-D
(Yeah, yeah)
Lil' shawty photogenic
She collagin'
(Yeah, yeah)
We gon' spin the block with the carbon if you're dodgin' me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
All us hard body
(Hard body)
Shiny diamond watches
(Hard body)
Chinese kitty cat, yeah
Make it hard to not
(Oh-oh)
Turn it up a notch
(Oh)
Fuck about a block
(Oh-oh)
Fuck curly head
(Whoa)
Fold him like a wallet
(Whoa)
Yeah
Tom Ford trenchcoat, no Colombine
(Woo)
Exclusive Gang, S-T, I spent a trap dime
(All trap)
See the shit around my wrist
I'm dyin' 'bout it
(V-V-S)
41 busted up, this is not a Breitling
Trap rap, can't relate, then don't recite it
Plus I'm livin' proof of winning
Bitch, I'm out the projects
And now I lead and they listen
I'm a street prophet
Went from stalking bank tellers
Now I make deposits
We come and take over your ward
Like a S-T-D
(Yeah, yeah)
I got lights on me bling in the dark
Like a L-E-D
(Yeah, yeah)
Lil' shawty photogenic
She collagin'
(Yeah, yeah)
We gon' spin the block with the carbon if you're dodgin' me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm a trap star
Real boss ****
(Real boss ****)
I don't chase hoes
(I don't chase hoes)
Yeah, I buy bitches
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, I buy bitches)
Bought a Bentley truck
Like you rap ****
(Like you rap ****)
Not off rap money
I'm a trap ****
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tell me what you want
You want the money or the crumb?
You want the beans or the crumb?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Do you want a milly or the crumbs?
(Yeah)
Do you want the bread or the brooms?
(Yeah)
Do you want to be wealthy or a bum?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
Written by: Christopher N'quay Rosser, Dexter Binns, Jeffery Williams, Kenneth Edward Bailey
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