Intro

I'm stacking bills like a real one The hits coming, I can feel one The only time I grip the steel's When the wheels running Gears turning Bill burning Young ignorant cracker with Nothing to fucking loose Think he can be a rapper I'ma lace my fucking shoes And lace all of you cappers I'ma take my fucking dues Erase the fucking chatter before the strings get loose I'ma take in the whole platter And turning the block into a modern art peice splatter So cold, I'm bipolar I got the fucking game You can rest it upon my shoulders Done with dumb bitches Come quick it's not on for long Shot my shot a while ago I just ain't play you the song It's apparent y'all can't hold your marijuana for shit Lost a couple bets I took more on than I could admit Blew a couple checks I spend that shit as soon as I get it And I'm sitting here stupid Thinking how I'm broke as a bitch