Price that dont exist ft. KAD Draco, APR PABLO & KeemGo Lyrics

Go , yeah, yuh

I'm cashin' out even if the prices don't exist

I'm puttin' up that cheese and I'm gon' drop it on my wrist

I got my phone jumpin', every play I'ma rip

I'ma beat the trap down hit , the Stu and' make a hit

Fuckin' with that chinaman, cause he gon' teach me how to flip

I done made a bigger bag in this fuckin' same fit

You scared to get your feet wet, don't try to take a risk

Moonwalkin' with this 30, tryna get it off my hip

I'm in a trap, in my own lane, I swear I'll never change

Seen some niggas switchin' up, but we ain't never had fame

And you see lil drac up in the back, double cup, he poured up

Yeah, that youngin' from the South, you know that it fours up

Wait till I hit Johnny, my neck gon' be froze up

And the hood, know what's up, I swear to God, I'm the chosen one

I'm finna double up on Za, I'm finna double up on Lows

In my phone, steady ringin', watch how my trap finna explode

Same nigga on the block, I swear I ain't never change

And these niggas switched up, bout some fame and petty change

Yeah, I ain't put no nigga in my mix, yeah

I'm drinkin' lean just like I'm sick, yeah

The Cuban link just look like piss, yeah

All this money, I just feel like Mitch

I met a Chinaman last week and now I'm feelin' rich

Now I'm thinking bout talkin' bout the price, I want the one that don't exist

I fell out with my niggas, same time fell out with my bitch

In a nice apartment fuck ha good, feeling like the ritz

I might drop a diamond chain, but I wasn't never into fits

My niggo Chico cut anigga tongue off, had to get back on a lick

Throw 30 on dat ass, sit back and watch it do a trick

Heard that hissing through the phone, I'm lookin' for a machete, quick

In the lab, I don't fuck off, I'm in here feelin' like I'm Rick

Koupe tet, that mean cut your head

Conversatingwith the plug on, prices bout da red

Lawyer told him take the plea, cause if he fight, he goin' fed

Told him chill out on the pills, cause they be spikin' all the meds

I'ma put a Cuban where I used to have my silly bands

Came in with that fire, you better cool it like a silly fan

Can't get it out my brain, I keep on thinkin' bout dem millions

Five percent , so they don't know what kind of whip we in

Yeah, im cashin' out even if the prices don't exist

I'm puttin' up that cheese and I'm gon' drop it on my wrist

I got my phone jumpin', every play I'ma rip

I'ma beat the trap down, hit the stu and make a hit

Fuckin' with that Chinaman, cause he gon' teach me how to flip

I done made a bigger bag in this fuckin' same fit

Scared to get your feet wet, don't try to take a risk

Moonwalkin' with this 30, tryna get it off my hip

I'm in da trap, in my own lane, I swear I'll never change

Seen some n****s switchin' up, but we ain't never had fame