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Uhh, hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it's a lot Really it's not to me, now grab some of this weed and roll this pot I had to speed up, cause all these niggas slow I probably won't be up in there if I ain't got an O Now I got my feet up cause I'm on top and niggas hopin' that I stop But I'm just smokin', livin' life like in the movies that I watch In my jacuzzi, roll another doobie See what's newest on Netflix, order another movie See I'm smokin' the best shit Mo'fuckers ain't ballin', so they're seein' the exit I stay on my job so you can see I'm up next Dawg I be goin' so hard, some say I'm needin' some rest Got so much smoke in my lungs, it ain't s'posed to be on my chest And niggas talk but don't even be on them jets Man they don't even seein' them checks But you can tell by how I spit it, nigga I be gettin' dough Take her all the places that she never been befo' (Don't give a fuck about the) Money, clothes, cars I've never been, this far And fuck that other shit them niggas talking about I've never been, this high I'm in my Grand Natty, smokin' on that granddaddy It got an odor like a motor runnin', fantastic Letras de cancionesNever the minor things, I'm movin' on to finer things Yellow stone, diamond rings, Balmain designer jeans Chanel frames, Louis scarves, movin' like the mob I'm gettin' money, so maybe baby come get a job So fuck them other bitches, we onto other business And fuck them other niggas, we at them dollar figures Versace chains, gold rollies, it's the same game Racked up, shawty, Rosé bottles every day Sipping that purple stuff, twistin' the pretty leaf Pull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbelief On the road to the riches, 'nother crook in the castle Only fuck with my niggas, pray we all livin' lavish I pray we all livin' so lavish I pray we all livin' so lavish From Letras Mania