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(One) I done lost money made it back
Everybody get the (Two) fuck out the way right now
I just got a burner, where they at?
(Three) Car doin' doughnuts in a flash
(If you in this motherfucker, make noise right now)
(Four) Straight like this, I need my money in a bag
Oh, yeah
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, got it on me
If I ain't got nothin' that matter on me
Dare one try, who frontin' on me?
Ain't no smut, no chatter on me
Money on me, hundred on me
Both got rocks, look better on me
Spaceship parked, no landin' on me
Wrecked my Lam', don't need it on E
Four words I know, yeah
Fuck all you hoes, ayy
I do the most, ayy
Put that in quotes, ayy
Diamond on me, jumpin' on me
You lil' boys can't match milli' on me
10K fit, put Groovy on fleek
D-boy fresh since school '03
Speed racer, top down on E-way
Throw it back like replay
Most of y'all won't be safe
I came from hard knocks
I stack, bring more knots
Gang tats and stovetops
Act like you know us, you punk bitch
Oh, yeah
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
First mil' showed up, ayy
'Rari gon' go nuts, ayy
Jewelry hang all out, ayy
Bitches gon' call now, ayy
Dollars ain't C-notes, ayy
Houses on each coast, ayy
Glock goes emo, ayy
Porsche sound Deebo, ayy
Four words I know, yeah
Fuck all you hoes, ayy
Chain whip, dip splash, uh
Slim bitch, all ass, ayy
Brew fresh pots, I serve
This my wrist, iceberg
Real life rich, get curved
Bitch look fine, still broke
Bitch, my wrist came woke
Big bling, wrist got sold
I must live my worth
Chain drip down my shirt
My block been Iraq
Three mil', paid my tax
Your shit seized, all bad
Feel my back, all cash
Oh, yeah
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
I been counting dead men, puttin' bodies in the safe (Safe)
52 hundred, one swipe, throw it away ('Way)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)
Ayy, whip, whip, whip, 'til it stain on ya (Stain on ya)