KREED

I got racks on my body Paper stacks hella mileage And we wyling off the damn molly And I f*ck that bitch I tell her move her fucking Body And I count the racks up everyday we fucking count it Got some racks up in my jeans I'm talm bout hella dollars F*ck that bitch up in her spine she said she begging for it All I see is dollar signs you know I fucking want it Double cup the lean nigga I just fucking pour it Shawty wanna f*ck on the gang, 556 go bang Switch up the swag yeah, switch up my slang ye I got bitches running in and out tryna come have sex Pour up the lean yeah, double cup sipping red Shawty pull up give me head, finna f*ck her then I send that bitch to bed I got racks up on my body counting all these fucking signs I'm rocking the denim jeans bitch it's number nine I don't wait in lines, all white truck like swine Give me the money it's mine, I got the nine I got the Glock in the cayenne, bitch it's my time Swag demise, I see signs, dollar signs, flow divine Every time, I'm on the beat punch shit in like kreed I'm punching in like kreed, vetements on my jeans What the f*ck you mean, I got all white truck but I paint it lime Green, paint it lime green Bitch yeah it's vestments on my fucking jeans Different type of flow my shit too unique Nigga I'm a rat give me all the cheese, haha Give me all the cheese