Rasta

Count up this money, this shit come with problems I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama I'm on a mission to collect these commas I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic Im killin' these niggas no Dahmer I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber Count up this money, this shit come with problems I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama I'm on a mission to collect these commas I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic Im killin' these niggas no Dahmer I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber Imma puff puff pass Never been selfish They gon' say otherwise but I talk real shit Worried bout me, needa get off my dick All this envy towards me It don't really make sense Cause I be mindin' my own Yeah I'm bouta blow bitch Do this shit on my own I don't need no tips Move in silence Got em readin' my lips I say f*ck 'em Focus on you gettin' right I got dreams of me being so lit I got dreams of me makin' em sick This real life, yeah it's hit never miss Yeah my reality piecin' up quick Steady workin', ain't takin no breaks Red told me that I hold the key to my fate Imma hit it all gas, no break Been a minute wait hold on Hold on lemme talk my shit I go up every month cuz I'm poppin' my shit They said you keep moving like this you gon' be the greatest Yeah imma stand on and take care of and handle my biz I can't think of one nigga that could ever do this K11 she got her a fetish Imma stack up this green like it's relish Cash rule everything, you know it's that C.R.E.A.M I don't got no choice, I'mma get it Count up this money, this shit come with problems I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama I'm on a mission to collect these commas I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic I'm killin' these niggas no Dahmer I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber Count up this money, this shit come with problems I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama I'm on a mission to collect these commas I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic I'm killin' these niggas no Dahmer I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber