Текст песни Hashtags - Veyster

Where yo head at, I'm looking for the money makers
Risk takers, no faking
I'll save you
See the difference between me and bro, I don't do no caking
See the difference between me and you, I get her heart and break it
I hit the stu with my Amiri's on, feel like I made it
I ain't hit your bitch, she just played my song, I got the facelift
Cartier the buffs, don't wear a watch, I wear a bracelet
I'll walk off with the bag if I feel like I can take it
I'll roll a five gram, wood I feel like I can face it
Niggas broke in real life, but on the gram they telling fables
Nigga, what's your cash app
Broke boys be the hashtag
I could up a 20 ball, I know that you can't match that

Man I know that you can't match that
Niggas posting memories, I know that he don't have that
Had a bag and blew it that's why he steady posting flashbacks
My bitch bad, I just get the head, I don't smash that
I know that these niggas mad at me, but I don't clap back
Niggas mad I sold the rav, I pulled off in a fastback
I told you niggas I was finna drop, I'm in my rap bag
I really watched my bro run up a 20 off the gas packs
Nigga, want two bands for the red, I'm finna grab that
I rock V-Lone, don't got no friends, I'm past that
Nigga, I just sold a pint and a verse, it's a cash grab
I just hit HQ with racks and gas in my backpack