So (Much)

I get my guap, I get my cheddar Countin' up bands, but I do it better If it not money, then I will not settle No chain today, ho, f*ck the metal I love my racks, they come in a mail I just told someone to pay of my bail Leave that boy blind, he touchin' the braille Off of the perc, now I'm Gary the snail Watch it unfold, it's somethin' to see Hittin' up plants and buzz like a bee All of this money is comin' to me Stackin' up bread and I'm stackin' up leaves If you look at me, I turn you to ghost Money on fire, turn into toast Ho, I'm gon' fly up, just like a crow Bitch, I' gon' cook up, right on the stove If you need it, I sell it for low Bitch, I take aim and shoot like a bow Bitch, I got money, but I still want more Ice all on me, bitch, already froze Rocks on my neck and rocks on my arms Ho, I spread money all over my palms Bitch, I'm gon' blow up, just like a bomb Ho, I get money, I'm spendin' it all So much money, I can't even control Brand new Beamer, it's hittin' the road All these pussy boys, yeah they gon' fold Money so large, my wallet can't close Everything green like ready set go Bitch, I pop out like I'm unknown Ho, I buy everything in store Ho, I could never sell my soul I get my guap, I get my cheddar Countin' up bands, but I do it better If it not money, then I will not settle No chain today, ho, f*ck the metal I love my racks, they come in a mail I just told someone to pay of my bail Leave that boy blind, he touchin' the braille Off of the perc, now I'm Gary the snail Watch it unfold, it's somethin' to see Hittin' up plants and buzz like a bee All of this money is comin' to me Stackin' up bread and I'm stackin' up leaves If you look at me, I turn you to ghost Money on fire, turn into toast Ho, I'm gon' fly up, just like a crow Bitch, I' gon' cook up, right on the stove If you need it, I sell it for low Bitch, I take aim and shoot like a bow Bitch, I got money, but I still want more Ice all on me, bitch, already froze Rocks on my neck and rocks on my arms Ho, I spread money all over my palms Bitch, I'm gon' blow up, just like a bomb Ho, I get money, I'm spendin' it all So much money, I can't even control Brand new Beamer, it's hittin' the road All these pussy boys, yeah they gon' fold Money so large, my wallet can't close Everything green like ready set go Bitch, I pop out like I'm unknown Ho, I buy everything in store Ho, I could never sell my soul