Lyrics Drklnd - $2030m

In and out the lane
I'm jumping in a Porsche
Niggas on the porch
Tryna find the source
For that mother fukkin money shit
Damn we comin in with them thangs on the late night
Park and maneuver
Hoes wanna see what's up for it
Damn them Niggas went too far
Call me up but you know a real Nigga ain't shakkin up
Comin in, putcha hands on it
Damn a nigga went and bagged it up
All these motherfukkers jakkin for the swagger
Fresher than a nigga mother for you
Money hungry got them bangers on me
Pounds on me like oooh
And I ain't talking bout the funky no more
European money im with that shit
My shorty she gonna wanna be chauffeured over
Then she'll catch the train
Damn near next day we'll be on the plane
All this money in the late night tip
100, 000 to the mouth for me
Damn u wanna see it?
Chekk my vision yea
Pot wif need a smell on ya
Damn why I got the 45?
BAP BAP BAP BAP BAP BAP
BLIKKA on me like every night

Bands on me yah
Chains on me yah
JAMES on miogi
Ice on me yola
Plotting on me ya
Eyes on me only
Guap on me yah
Eyes on minyana

Guap on me yah
Rod on me yah
I just came thru with a blokk on me raw
Damn a nigga lookin like he wanna start something
You ain't in this league.
Niggas on another echelon
Hovers on my shit
Damn grip my chain
At the buzzer imma shoot
Damn I'm withcho bitch
She wanna fukk all on my dikk
I don't even know her
Got her running in and out
But the money keep on coming so I leave in her mouth
Yea
They ain't even know bout how I'm Runnin up the count
Band boys behind me, cause I feel like California
I just wanna show u bout them rakks
I just wanna show u I'm aight
I just want that fresh shit, let these Niggas know about it
I just got the hemi, put the hommes in dior
I ont fw that bitch mane I ont want her anymore
Fukk another bitch then I slide
Damn all these hunneds on my line
Down to hold a brikk and i might hook you u with the set
Niggas hit my line
Wanna chekk up on my shine
I just hit the blokk
Like "hold up nigga, hol up hol up"
Out in holly grove bussin diesel
Holdin all my shit with a couple bad bitches
WTF u Niggas know about that shit
Running up them bands
Keep the hundreds on the side
And my shit all real, cause I rokked it up for i
Rokkin up 09
Like go eat the dough
Eat the bowl
Niggas wanna sit around and hit the broad
Leave that shit off twice
That Aint shit
Run another bag All this money off the wrist
That fie
Niggas know what's up
Know its I