Lyrics

[Intro]
I gotta match, that's too much
Ha-ha-ha
GorillaOnThaTrack
Enciendeme reachin'
[Verse 1]
Uh, private planes flyin' back to back, 50k a flight
These **** can't even spend half of that, spunt that in a night
Uh, landed back in Houston, called up Emmit, went and bought some ice
Uh, Bitch, is you gon' eat this dick or not, 'cause I ain't askin' twice
Oh, I had it hard
But I ain't givin' up
I'm always pissin' dirty when my PO made me piss in cups
Yeah, double cups, drank it like it punch
Bad bitches, fuck me like you drunk
Backwood filled wit' OTE Runtz
Big ol' bag, bitch, I like to stunt, yeah, yeah
Money comin' in too fast, I been spendin', say I'm trippin'
Never fall for all their lies 'cause every sky got a limit
LLCs and overseas since I been practicin' my business
Want me love her but her mindset like a child, she must be kiddin'
Give that pussy up soon as you leave, I can't even lie, I was in my feelings
30 racks just to lift that booty up like you ain't already pretty
I'm in the Yo wit' double cup, uh, right now, real for me
I'm in the lab with May and Qua, Richie real for me
Baby, do I know yo' name? You look real familiar
I'ma charge it to the game, I'ma playa made ****
Money come in, I'm blessed
Maybachs come in sets
I can make mysef nut if all she offer sex
She wanna jump on a jet, bitch, is you gon' come off neck?
If money make you feel better, why the fuck I'm still depressed?
I gotta watch what I say 'round folks these days, it's hard to vent
Time wit' the people who love me the most, it's like it's hardly spent
I stay far from ones I love the most, it's safe for them
How many racks you got in that Dior bag? A baby Benz
Yeah, celebrate with me, I'm 50,000 up in ones
I'm baby, I ain't Usher, ain't no love in this club
I remember how it felt to a eight ball from a dub
I remember your lil' 2 cents 'bout me losin', bitch, I won
And I'm rollin' in a mansion wit' a baddie watchin' Baddies
"Pappi Chulo, can you buy me a new—", bitch, I'm not yo' daddy
Baby momma, brand new car at 50,000, brand new Addy
Uh, zero miles from off the lot, I stuck my son inside a Caddy
Real **** do real things without tryin' to, baby, I'm a vet, who the fuck you think you lyin' too?
She said pick her up in my new car and she ridin' too
Vietnamese, I'm pullin' up, bae, come outside 'bout Nam Phut
Yeah, 5 minutes, all I need 'bout 5 minutes
5 digits, one, 5 bitches
2023 was hard, this year it's 5 million
It's ironic how they freeze 'em after that fire hit him
Ain't no racket on my neck but I got 5 tennis
Tennis chains on, I'm gon' let you brainstorm
Rolls-Royce umbrellas when that rain strong
Be humble, bitch, you know you could get rained on again
Put my **** 'fore my bitches, this my family not friends
Hollywood, we at the finish line, Qua take it to the end
May just pulled up with that Maybach truck, we Maybach twins again
Stand on businnes when you talk, I'm tryin' see you stand on ten
Written by: Jesus Martinez Jr.
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