Stay Productive

I got money counters in the kitchen

Clientele tryna come and visit (yeah)

Young **** all around greedy, shit they thrown down

They don't know shit about religion (yeah)

Only Christian that they know is Dior

They rocking they just wanna eat more

Fucking bitches on the seashore

I'm travelling, I just wanna see more

Got the banger with me, that's at all times

Ten bitches with me, and they all dimes

If we get into it, then there are repercussions

Got the chopper with me, want an introduction

Dropping bags off, gotta stay productive

Driving mad fast in the Rolls Cullinan

Hit a snapback with no steel bullets

I'm a millionaire, but I'll still pull it

Ever sent 300 in a Goyard duffel

At the trap spot doing Mcdonald numbers

Got blood money, we some real dope rabbles

The lost souls, there ain't no hope for 'em

Diamonds got a **** wet wet wet

Chandelier AP with baguettes

Turn a **** hood to fright fest

Gotta 50 on me, that's a light check

Four tennis's that's a light neck

This the big boy, not the light jet

Me and lil mama have re-up sex

We gon' step on **** like an insect

Got a glass wrist with the Windex

In the Caribbean's, talking real boss shit

With the Chile out I got the Hermes trink

In the new low, got a strong lemon scent

Bought the Redeye, came with the limo tint

Paid the rent she was bad bad bad

Euros riding with the dealership tag

Shawty overloaded with Chanel bags

Modified charger gone in a flash

Reaper wit me tryna snatch a **** soul

Trap a 100 car get it followed home

International, I did a show in Rome

Flying out to a **** block with a drone

She gone come and put my mind at ease

Tall ****, she wanna climb my tree

Virgin Islands, ocean front part land

Millie cash, have them bags on hand

She gone follow through and turn up for me

Spending problem, I just burn up money

Coups lined up all different colors

Vibes lined up all different colors

Overseas guns, five different colors

Got a good shot like an NBA jumper

Big dog havin' NBA money

Never play for that bees in the court

I got money counters in the kitchen

Clientele tryna come and visit (yeah)

Young **** all around greedy, shit they thrown down

They don't know shit about religion (yeah)

Only Christian that they know is Dior

They rocking they just wanna eat more

Fucking bitches on the seashore

I'm travelling, I just wanna see more

Got the banger with me, that's at all times

Ten bitches with me, and they all dimes

If we get into it, then there are repercussions

Got the chopper with me, want an introduction

Dropping bags off, gotta stay productive

Driving mad fast in the rolls culling