Spending Spree (feat. Veeze)

Crazy Mike (Yeah)

You starvin', I get this shit regardless, I'm tellin' you

I'm busy, bitch, can't fit you in my schedule, I want revenue

All in NYC, I'm at Saks Fifth Avenue

Fuck it, cut her off, I send her out, she like, "I'm mad at you" (Nah)

Suites and courtside seats, players tryna meet

I'm livin' right now, but I got youngins who will die for me (Yeah)

Get my hands dirty, make it right, this shit powdery (Woo)

Talkin' slick, have my **** blitz, fuck apologies (Woo)

You gon' give me honesty or you gon' lie to me?

All that love I had for her, a ratchet sucked it out me (She nasty)

Bitch, calm down before I block you, know I'm livin' drama-free

The empire built like Roc-A-Fella, I ain't tryna link

I got thots and I got bands, bitches throwin' twat on me

I can't talk until I sip my syrup, you gotta pardon me

I just ran up like a buck and a half in Dior joggin' sneaks

My young **** scam the world so much, fucked up the economy (Ayy)

I'm too slick, wanna keep your bitch? Then keep her from 'round lil' Veeze (Aha)

I ain't shit, but pour the syrup so thick, like, I don't wanna sneak it (Who?)

Who the fuck all these fuckin' Wavy Navy wanna-bes? (Who they wanna be?)

I got hitters like raccoons, you least expect it, they gon' be on your street (Bah, bah)

Cop a bean? I got a pill for you, ain't you tryna geek? (Yeah)

Rip the seal, pour the shit, so dark look like it's coffee drippin'

Feel like Steph, I made her fuck her friend, I'm 'bout to hit the three (Swish)

Fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree

Yeah (Yeah)

I done fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree

Stupid-ass youngin

I done fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree

I done fucked around, blew what you had in your life and went on a spendin' spree

That lil' **** from the six, he doin' fabulous like I'm Emily (Facts)

Ayy, it was love, but that shit get you killed, so ain't no sympathy

Xanny, lean, fuck her, then forget her, fraud the remedy (Xanny, lean)

You little **** be killin' me, drip so much gettin' calls from Louis

Audemars got me ridin' clean, but I'm not talkin' Rucci (Audermars)

Fuck a ho, put my cup down, no, fuck it, call me Tunechi

I want more, right now I'm on go, fuckin' all the groupies

Front door action, walk right out the back, he call, I'm like, "Who this?" (Yeah)

I know ****, they done did a lot, boy, but you won't do this (Yeah)

Got that shit to blow, nah, for sure, bitch, don't be stupid (Got that shit)

Got it for the low, fifty more dressin' up my hooptie (Yeah, smoke)

I ain't gotta fly with no ho, they be always choosy

That lil' **** broke, he a joke, on some Paul Mooney (Slatt)

Fuckin' a **** wife, out of town, I ain't honeymoonin' (Huh?)

Poured up so much mud, movin' slow like Paul Wall music

Bro been actin' scared to fly 'em back, man, fuck it, I'll do it

****, you still a kid, can't soak my game because I child-proofed it

Babyface my twin, if he don't trust you, then I gotta shoot you

Even though I dress just like a model, I'm no role model, bitch

I'm scopin' through the crowd to see the baddest bitch, I'm way too picky

They walked us through the back, we seen the chef before we seen security

Call AMIRI, they owe me a free shot, I damn near spent a milli' (Yeah)

Bitches hittin' they knees, they cappin', ****, they know what time it is

Paint the car with Bennies, bitches steppin' on George Washingtons

All my money ain't clean, I'm tryin' my best to try to wash the shit

Oh, you wanna dress like me? You gotta cop before they drop the shit

Goin' inside of Prada for regular tees, that's how proud I'm is

Fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree

Yeah

I done fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree

Stupid-ass youngin

I done fucked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spendin' spree