Songtexte finally up - bbno$

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

30K up, on a 30K up, now I'm wakin' up in different places
Bitch, do not fuck up my vibe up when I'm talkin', her name is my homie-ostasis
All of my bills, yeah, they gotta be blue, I apologize if it's racist
Thou shall not stutter when we are discussin' my p-p-p-p-p-p-payments (bbno$)
Pay me, bitch

I'm in my bag, I'm in yo' bitch, I'm in my element
Sh-she educatin' with that brain, she real intelligent
You want that beef, then you gon' get cooked like it's Wellington
Now I'm walkin', swingin' big dick, take a measurement

She got too much ass, got me tweakin', check the Fitbit
Wrote it on her chest, I ain't talkin' hieroglyphics
You should tape your mouth and go to bed 'cause you are chinless
Whip lifted, and my rims, they spin like fidget

Fuck a 360, crank a 90, then I edit
Baby, I'm that guy, I think it's time we finally said it
Hit him with the one-two, yeah, I made him call a medic
Money on my money, on my name and don't forget it

Tss, you think I need a bitch?
I'm beggin' for the friend zone, I shoot, I never miss
I heard you need a lesson, this baby's off the shits
I'm in yo' girlie's mention (my bad, my bad, my bad)

Yeah, brand-new shoes, brand-new pants, yes, it cost me many bands
Your girl just a backup plan, sonnin' you like man to man
Future crib in Catalan, Funjob on me, cash in hand
How the fuck you always in the gym, but you resistant to these bands?

We all gonna eat like it's mornin' after Ramadan
You should run and duck 'less you tryin' to get Donald'd on
Bands on bands on bands, yeah, that shit really go on and on
Bro, you love to glaze, yeah, you rollin' like a Cinnabon

Fuck a 360, crank a 90, then I edit
Baby, I'm that guy, I think it's time we finally said it
Hit him with the one-two, yeah, I made him call a medic
Money on my money, on my name and don't forget it

We finally up, we finally up, yeah
We finally up, we finally up, yeah
We finally up, we finally up, yeah
We finally up, we fi-

It's such a pretty day, I'm talkin' to the walls
I'm feelin' disconnected, still gon' make the call
I haven't felt like this since I was young and small
If it's all black and white, I wonder where I'd fall

Got a brand-new chain
It's a brand-new game
Rodeo on my payroll, halo (spendin' that shit, spendin' that shit, spendin' that shit)
Blood Gulch while I'm playin' on Halo (runnin' that shit, runnin' that shit, runnin' that)

Yeah, I'm up real good, and I made them millions, it's all my fault
Swipe my card, I don't think twice, that's how I ball (swish)
Even my money got money in, you ain't got money at all (got no money)
In the crib with the boys and the dogs, so you know I ain't takin' no calls