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Back seat of the Rolls Royce
Screaming "Money ain't a thing" in my whole voice
I had to get rich, they left me no choice
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist
I had to kill 'em, niggas left me no choice
We count money in the back seat of the Rolls Royce
Screaming "Money ain't a thing"

Half zip (Go), to a half brick (Go), 'til they can't fit
Pan whipping, she like, "You got powder on your Stan Smith's" (Haha)
I'm like, "Bitch, these Alexanders", my lawyer told me I ain't have to answer
It don't even matter, I went in there lying
Spinning, I went Barry Sanders (I went Barry Sanders)
Play with them answers
They said the got me on the cameras
That's why to this day, I don't fuck with cameras (Ha)
Boy, you better thank your God that that shit jammed up (You better be thanking God, nigga)
Cuban under the Canada Goose
Drop ceiling in the basement, four hundred bands in the roof (Ask my mama)
Ha, they paint pictures in my likeness now
I'll have Lil Boosie out the two seater come wipe you down (Brr, pow, pow, pow, pow)
My section full of diamond chains and Ace bottles (It is)
Thick legs, small waist models, I had tunnel vision Ye goggles
He got some shooters that don't play 'bout him (Hahaha, Stove)

Back seat of the Rolls Royce (Haha, me and Stove like Ace and Meechy)
Screaming "Money ain't a thing" in my whole voice (Shoutout to Westside Gunn)
I had to get rich, they left me no choice (AKA Rolls Royce Richie)
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist (Ha, where we at?)
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist (Mafia, what else?)
I had to kill 'em, niggas left me no choice (Brr)
We count money in the back seat of the Rolls Royce
Screaming "Money ain't a thing" (It's on, frr, beep)

Twenties clogging up the machine, hall closet full of Supreme
Off-White and Amiri jeans at the Albright (Up in the A)
Hands cramping up from me counting, thumbing all night (Where we at?)
Money's busting out of the seams of my Ksubi denim (Blockworks)
Came through and we fried the scene, niggas knew we hit 'em (Brr)
Who we kiddin'? Chapo hit my line like, "Who gave you permission?" (I'm clear)
We weigh the work wet to get them extra grams, number crunching (Ayy)
Showed up to the function and my roof was missing (Drop ceilings)
Box stick in the Range, thots tricking for change (Thotiana)
For this new shit, I got my fiend hop, skip in the rain
Front tooth missing, look like Bobby from New Edition (Gap tooth)
Sold her some dope so oily, when you boil it
Could probably Jiffy Lube an engine (Uh), I'm watching Scarface in my living room
Two bad bitches in my jacuzzi kissing (Mwah)
No instruction manual needed, point me to the kitchen (Skrrt)
This is dog food for thought, you niggas do the dishes (Let's get it)

Back seat of the Rolls Royce
Screaming "Money ain't a thing" in my whole voice
I had to get rich, they left me no choice
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist
It weigh a lil' extra 'cause the dope moist (I pimp those)
I had to kill 'em, niggas left me no choice (I did)
We count money in the back seat of the Rolls Royce (Mmm-hmm)
Screaming "Money ain't a thing" (Ooh-wee, ooh-wee)

I own a Rolls Royce in real life
Blank and Pink painting like Serena Williams in pink tights
Did the bitch pay me the money? You shouldn't think twice
Do Lebron James drink spice? Do Meek Mill shoot dice?
And did Dave Mill ride bikes? I'm really him
They said that Trix was just for kids, well, silly them
These niggas think they Biggie Smalls, but they really Kim
I'm in the gym above the rim, lethal shooter
When Jay-Z dropped Ghetto Gospel, I was chilling at the jeweler
Thank you, ho, I could've signed to JAY-Z and been Roc-a-Fella
But I had four bitches clocking millions from steady rocking fellas
For lots of cheddar, all types of cheese, swiss, mozzarella
Shit, I done had so much pepper jack, I should've owned the deli
Had the sweet sales in the pen, punched down my celly
On the west side with a gun, pimped out the hotelly
The red roof on West Hummer, that's dead proof
Set tripping didn't last you, these Texas diamonds on every tooth
On Sauce (Ooh-wee)

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