Lose It

If I don't get to this money, I'm finna lose it Tats on my head I know better, but I don't do it Digital dash triple digits I'm never cruising AP or Rollie I can't decide what I'm choosing Far from a rat but my pockets filled up with cheddar Benjerman franklin my nigga we stay together She comin back she know Kampos gon hit it better She back seat bandit her juice on my German leather Bounce out that wagon I'm dripping from head to toe I crashed it once and I put that bitch back on road Bad little bitch put this dick up all in her throat They don't mean shit it ain't nothin to let em go I cop another pair before you see a crease These diamonds stupid all of em got special needs Ksubi tag but I spilt purple on my jeans I'm bout my dollars they don't know what that shit means I press a button you f*ck around see the moon I press a button you f*ck around see the stars I'm breaking necks I'm the flyest up in the room Promised my momma we all gon be living large You ask for rides and I copped one right out the lot These niggas mad that I really be having motion I used ride with a couple eighths in my socks But times are different my pendant wet like the ocean If I don't get to this money, I'm finna lose it Tats on my head I know better, but I don't do it Digital dash triple digits I'm never cruising AP or Rollie I can't decide what I'm choosing Far from a rat but my pockets filled up with cheddar Benjerman franklin my nigga we stay together She comin back she know Kampos gon hit it better She back seat bandit her juice on my German leather