Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, look, uh
They say the paper right get hot, turn you to ashes
Only thing is I don't remember me askin'
Fill up my bag with chips, and I ain't sharin' a fraction
I'm down for whatever, **** know I'm 'bout that action
He asked me for a ballpark price, I pitched him double
I'm taxin' like their uncle, but I gotta keep it subtle
And even if he notice, I know he don't want no trouble
'Cause there's nothing like the hustle in a **** from the struggle
[Verse 2]
I been on my dough since a youngin'
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a youngin'
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a youngin'
You should know that shit
You should know (You should know)
I been on my dough since a youngin'
You should know that shit
You should know
[Verse 3]
I got what you need, what you want, and what you don't
I do what you see, what you plot, and what you won't
I just served a fiend walkin' out the corner store
Only thing that's guaranteed is I'm bound to get this dough
I got what you need, what you want, and what you don't
I do what you see, what you plot, and what you won't
I just served a fiend walkin' out the corner store
Only thing that's guaranteed is I'm bound to get this dough
[Verse 4]
Now don't let me catch you slippin', cause I always got that grip
We might run up in your crib, and take whatever we can get
Meet the plug up for a zip, but we gon' run off with a brick
All them hunnids on the counter, 'cause that paper counterfeit
And I'm
[Verse 5]
Man, fuck what you talkin 'bout, I'm tryna get paid
You know it's whatever, I'm down for whatever
If it's bread, I'm there
Shit, I'ma get mine
Written by: Aaron May, Oscar Adrian García Julian
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