Cash

I talk cash shit, this nine-11, fast go 130 Yeah, yeah I talk cash shit, this nine-11, fast go 130 Goyard bag, police see these paper tags, they get nervous She got swag, but if she can't catch the pack, then she worthless I ain't never last, got labels on my ass, they see me working Where your paperwork? They know I pay for murders Told my shooter he could double if he come through like he purging I got all designer drugs lil nigga, what you wanna purchase And my plug just sent his daughter with it, thank you for the service, let's go Yeah, young Nolo, look like my idol I finesse for my survival It's too many niggas hatin Buy new choppers for my rivals Doors suicide, dead on arrival Lil pretty bitch, think she entitled She want all my money, cars, and jewelry bitch, but I one night her I came right back, must I remind em? New black Scaglietti, bitch, Wakanda All my niggas scammin, rappin, trappin, take that shit to trial We got money and we got respect, it all came with the power They say life is like a boxed rollie, got a chocolate dial, let's go