EQUIVALENT Lyrics

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Lets go

Lets go

Oh oh

Lets go lets go

Oh

Oh

Lets go let's go

Yeah yeah

I'm just thinking to myself how I got here

Member days when i was sitting on that fucking chair

Remember days when i was sitting there these bitches stare

I just got me some racks they be still looking

Yeah you seeing all that shit on my wrist shit be glistening

If you ever disrespect boy you gonna be missing

I don't like bitches that be dissing, i just roll me a backward

I just roll me up backward know i'm getting high

Put on my damn fit man i feel so damn flyyy

Yeah, so flyyyy

Ain't got time for that shit no more i just running up my racks from the ceiling to the floor

This bitch all up in my air cause she want a christian dior

But she ain't even drop it

Yeah she wanted them bands in my wallet (yeah yeah)

Yeah my wallet cost more than your whole fit

If i don't buy her shit she gonna throw a fit

And you know i had to throw on another fit

Every time i hopping out the whip a bad bitch

She just wanted the green and the cabbage

Ass so fat nigga know i had to grab it

Yeah the money yeah you know i gotta have it

Mixing fashion mixing fashion mix and matching