Текст песни 7Up - Jnr Money

First day out nigga
Know what im saying
Nob, Pbe
Check me out
(Dum dum, dum dum)

We the ones who leved up
Millions I got 7 up
Gucci kicks im fresh as fuck
Put my wrist and bezel up
Flexing like a wrestler
Finnese you im a hustler
We narcotic smuglers
In the night we buglerers
I've been through the struggle but I've never been a strugler
I've been taking risks I swear life turned me to a gambler
You can have a bullet proof but we gon hit your medula
Real one gon give me applauds, hatters give me medula
Throw them racks up in the sky, watch them fall down to the floor
Ima spend it all today, tommorow gon get me some more
Asking me what I've been in to, pussy you don't want to know
Fuck the law, trying to talk about shit I heard or shit I know
Drop a big bag on your head, my hittaz gon scramble for that
Balling hard, I pass you the ball you bet not famble that
Told them niggaz call me money, the bank is my habitat
Real ones gon give me applauds, hatters give me medula
Oblangata, I'll be with them shaataaz na watakupata
Big stepper with a big yappa let it ratatata
Quit playing with me, fuck hakuna matata bitch I bring disaster
You niggaz with the slacking shit, we out here with tha cactus
She give me head like master, she just wants to fuck a gangsta
She cannot meet my standards no she know my sauce impeccable
Yelow dimond pinkie if I lose it it's irreplaceable
Your never gon meet a nigga like me, too impeccable
Dimonds like Pikaboo and I stay fly no red bull
The killi water you ain't never seen this rare jewels
My hands full, but I'm still juggling, still making moves
My appollo got rich but he still out here breaking rules
Still out here totting tools, and you look like a ratatoulie
We gon slime you like nudy, pull up with pumps and lil uzzis
Groupies in the jaccuzzi they just want to make a movie
They hate the way I move, but bitches love the way I do me