Oh, you like that, all cash
Free grillz and real fat ass
Keep me talking on the mic then
Lays back
No effort when I'm counting the stacks
You’ve got me spaced out
You’re on a roll right now
I keep telling you to leave
But yo your cock’s still out
That’s my name tho
I'm on the bankroll
Soft bitches always got me pulling rank yo
Magic’s easy when Merlin’s game
Shots get fired when I'm in range
Bass so stupid it failed again
Again and again
Run you coward, it’s no man's game
Licking boots still won’t get you fame
Aw, did you get kicked out again?
Again and again
My paper beats your plastic any day
You give, I’ll take and take
Is this really the game you wanna play
(Okay bitch okay)
Hey, some things buzzing, braids all in my face
Who’s Maggie, say my name
Eat you up and I won’t even leave a taste
Just sleep it off baby
Nice shirt, stain on the collar
Feeling just like a pop star
You’re drunker than you thought, huh?
I’ll take another one
He’s got the check, ha
Oh, you like that, all cash
Free grillz and real fat ass
Keep me talking on the mic then
Lays back
No effort when I'm counting the stacks
You’ve got me spaced out
You’re on a roll right now
I keep telling you to leave
But yo your cock’s still out
That’s my name tho
I'm on the bankroll
Soft bitches always got me pulling rank yo
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