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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jun Ha Kim
Jun Ha Kim
Songwriter
Keith Fingers Jr.
Keith Fingers Jr.
Songwriter
Jamel Ray Gaddie
Jamel Ray Gaddie
Songwriter

Lyrics

Whoo
That's my bank account
They say money talk I'm hearin' voices out my wallet now
Whoo
This is world renown
Never pulled up out the game and now I got that ultrasound
Whoo
Man I can't relate
Knew this day was comin' even back up in my simpin' days
Whoo
Drink the lemonade
Weirdos in my bracket not a factor I eliminate
I went from overlooked to overbooked
Now these **** notice me
Never had a mentor still I'm tormentin' the industry
Shawty you a sight to see
Walk it like you talk it
Ma you got your head on straight and top my favorite topic
I used to sleep on the flo
Now I got stocks and bonds and portfolios
Had to break status quo
Around the same time I had to up my quotes
Had to balance the lows
Now I got name brand stitched all on my clothes
I would sleep with the hoes
Then I had to lock down somethin' that'll feed my soul
Cause I'm not no **** that entertain the chatty pat
I'm the type move in silence like I'm Charlie Chap
Doggy style hand all on her buttocks like a quarterback
I'm the hardest **** that I know and that's a super fact
You the hardest **** that I know and that is super cap
Like Barry Bonds
Tell them lame **** they could carry on
Need a big bag no carry-on
Got big dreams that's thirty homes
Can't box 'em in no Larry Holmes
Think you a star, but I own you boys like Jerry Jones
Whoo
That's my bank account
They say money talk I'm hearin' voices out my wallet now
Whoo
This is world renown
Never pulled up out the game and now I got that ultrasound
Whoo
Man I can't relate
Knew this day was comin' even back up in my simpin' days
Whoo
Drink the lemonade
Weirdos in my bracket not a factor I eliminate
Written by: Jamel Ray Gaddie, Jun Ha Kim, Keith Fingers Jr.
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