Текст песни Apex - Lil Tjay

(Uh, uh)
All of this money, bitch (uh-uh)
(Uh-uh)

All of this money, bitch, I'm tryna double it
Milli's up, tryna hit me another lick
Diamonds bussin' like we in the club with it
Dirty my pipe, had to get me another stick (uh-uh)
Carat my neck and my wrist on some other shit
100K and I'm drippin', I love the Rick
(Uh) you do right, I do right, I'ma love the trick
Just 'cause I bought her some don't mean I love the bitch

I took some time off to chill
Seven figures, 16, got a deal
You don't like me, boy, fuck how you feel
34 in the chamber, I feel like O'Neal
I might pop me a Perc', I don't pop me no Xanny
Stay on point 'cause I know they wan' jam me
Superstar, but they know where that tan be
Never no lettin' up, put that on granny (no)

I ain't gon' do it, I knew he was family
Booby trap, we gon' fuck up Miami
Diamonds bussin', 500 my neck
Bitches like what they had, that shit lookin' like candy
Ever since back I was young, I knew I would go dumb and had niggas
So I dealt what I can be (uh)
Rap had to work, bitch, it wasn't no plan B
I could do Boba, today I go Shandy

King of my city, no Dummy, he different
I do not fuck with rappers, they be trippin' (no)
I do not care for them to understand me
I had your bitch all layin', she was lickin' (no)
That bitch on fire, 9:00 to 10:00, I'm rippin'
She screamin', "Slide me, daddy" while I'm clippin' (whoa)
'Fore she gon' curve me for she know I'm drippin'
I nut on her face and told her, "Keep on sippin'" (oh)

Shoot like Scottie Pippen, fuck it, then I'm dippin'
Fuck 'em niggas, better not ever catch him slippin'
Fuck 'em niggas if you fuckin' with the opps
I won't be your homie, you can see this Glock
Violence need to stop, I've been tryna chill
That's why I got all these carats on me still
Really after mills, still gotta be ill
Finally out my deal, no, this ain't a drill

Made it out the field, why he buggin' still? (Bah)
Money make her wet, but she let me kill
Came up from nothin', retarded how my diamonds bussin' (ooh)
Two millie, the set-up is real
Throw that shit back, I just wan' see you clap
Keep clappin', the singles gon' stop if you chill

All of this money, bitch, I'm tryna double it
Milli's up, tryna hit me another lick
Diamonds bussin' like we in the club with it
Dirty my pipe, had to get me another stick (uh-uh)
Carat my neck and my wrist on some other shit
100K and I'm drippin', I love the Rick
(Uh) you do right, I do right, I'ma love the trick
Just 'cause I bought her some don't mean I love the bitch (ooh-uh)