Neverend

Huh, im bout to make me some mils Im bout to do it again, huh Im bout to get all this money And spend them all, no way All of my chains on my neck they smack All of my chains they fat How are this bitches don't get I don't f*ck with that All i be doing is rapping the same No i don't f*ck with non of that fame How can you know i f*ck with yall When you just talk I can tell you're lame Money is falling out of my pocket Can't put them nowhere else Everything is just full money Can put them on your face I don't need nothing else I'll just hop in my car and win the race What about your place If not top three get out of my face When it comes out, neverend I called her and Told her to bring her friends I can tell my path was looking like mase Don't say shit, my twin's finna shoot And you'll shatter like vase All of this shit is stunning All i be doing is counting my money All of my twins they funning All of my diamonds are Coming and coming Huh, im bout to make me some mils Im bout to do it again, huh Im bout to get all this money And spend them all, no way All of my chains on my neck they smack All of my chains they fat How are this bitches don't get I don't f*ck with that All i be doing is rapping the same No i don't f*ck with non of that fame How can you know i f*ck with yall When you just talk I can tell you're lame Money is falling out of my pocket Can't put them nowhere else Everything is just full money Can put them on your face