Insomniac

I'm not an insomniac I just love the cash Lose leaf or the bag One drop of the Visine in each eye Take out the red And something off the edge I cannot give it a rest Till I got plates for my people and they all filled up on the bread It's not just about the flex but yeah I wanna flex Mess with the money and you get this bullet inside of your head, inside of your head I used to sit on the bench And now I don't play as many sports but at least I'm drippin' Hermes As much as I love the threads can't let it get to my head Cuz I want it all and baby I never forget How much I got right now and how much there's left to get Yeh yeh fui fui Yeh yeh fui fui If its not about the cash, then I can't speak If I'm still lookin at the tag, then my lap is incomplete Feelin' like keto all I need is a fat ass I can grab and cheese And a fat stack with a backpack in case I'm on the road and I need to make deals Ay dios mio My wrist so frio This shit could get This shit could get real I'm not an insomniac I just love the cash Lose sleep for the bag One drop of the Visine in each eye Take out the red And something off the edge I cannot give it a rest Till I got plates for my people and they all filled up on the bread It's not just about the flex but yeah I wanna flex Mess with the money and you get this bullet inside of your head, inside of your head I used to sit on the bench And now I don't play as many sports but at least I'm drippin' Hermes As much as I love the threads can't let it get to my head Cuz I want it all and baby I never forget How much I got right now and how much there's left to get I'm not sleepin', even on the weekend I stay schemin' all four seasons If I'm on offense I get right through yo defense And this liquor, It ain't got no weakness They drive me insane with the chitchat Switch lanes so quick got whiplash And they act so mad when I get passed em Till I'm rich I cant just sit back Never save for the trip back Rather spend time locating where the hits at 'Swhy I got all the chips in a big stack Black chip I don't really got no mismatch I'm not an insomniac I just love the cash Lose sleep for the bag One drop of the visine in each eye Take out the red And something off the edge I cannot give it a rest Till I got plates for my people and they all filled up on the bread It's not just about the flex but yeah I wanna flex Mess with the money and you get this bullet inside of your head, inside of your head I used to sit on the bench And now I don't play as many sports but at least I'm drippin' Hermes As much as I love the threads can't let it get to my head Cuz I want it all and baby I never forget How much I got right now and how much there's left to get