Triumph Lyrics

Uhh!

Hear there's money on the way

Heard there's money on the way

Get that bag Getro!

Stones on my neck

(Ice)

Warner bout to send a check

All of this money legit

None of my niggas gotta call collect

I walk in the room and they think It's a flex (Flex)

I ain't even got It started yet

Bad yellow bitches in my kitchen and they backs get blown like a lead check

(Eghhhhh)

Get It I get

They hate when they see me

I put that shit on

You can't get it, It's limited

All of these stones round my throat I'm a goat

Cavalli my toes when I walk through the snow

(Walk Through The Snow)

If they talkin Grammy's we back on the road

Gotta shooter go with me, he slide with the pole

Told you bitch niggas that I want It all

If you never seen it then I got It On

When eaters gon geek It ain't silent

(Woo-Woo)

Got molly pullin up with Miley

And the weed Is still loud like a siren

(Gas)

She took the cap off now she poppin a (Woah) SHHH yea she get Into that

(OH YEAAH)

This motion got me back and forth

This is the new black rock an' roll

Yea Yea

Sheesh

Did It again

Oh yea I did It Again

Oh yea I did it again

Uhh!!