adhd ft. Tato Beats Lyrics

I've seen the money turn a liar into dust

I've watched the homie get whacked it only cost a couple bucks

I told that mothafucka neva turn your back

I got a tendency to snap it's best you keep ya mouth shut

I got it how I got it

Put somethin up in ya pocket

How dare you disrespect me

You know I love my profit

I'm homegrown

I'm big boned

I'm wide awake and I'm still stoned

I set the pace

I win the race

I'm a local boy from outer space

I'm moon walkin like MJ

You Kim K then I'm Kanye

No Ray J no one day

I'm lifelong like everyday

Gon buy a house

Gon have a kid

Gon have a wife

That handle biz

Gon make a mil

Then do it twice

I spend a lot for just one night

My honey make money and don't even speak

Yo bunny a funny it's all in her genes

I'm lucky it sunny I live on the beach

It's all up to me

It's all a routine

I work and I play

I go to the bank

I see what I made

And throw it away

My life issa game

I hate when it rain

Unless it's the money then I'm who to blame

I can't understand what she doin to me

She speaking my language so fluently

It's amazing

She let me hit it from all different angles

Ain't nothin basic

Da bigga da bank

Da bigga da jeweler

I got it all I don't wanna confuse ya

Ten bands fit in one hand like it's nothin

She got the best tan on da west end took her out to Bali for the summer

You got a bummer bitch wit a spray tan and you know she always up to somethin

I'm in a foreign wit foreigns at 4 in da mornin

The pedal hit metal cause fuck it I'm flooring it

Know I'm enjoyin it

That ain't the point of it

I got the money galore n shit

Why am I hung up on someone ignorin me

Listen don't toy wit me

I got priorities

I got the homie employed

I'm sweatin out money it's all in my pores

I hope when I die I push everyone forward

Ain't came up short in a long time

Keep the whole team wit me like a o line

Made a couple bucks wit da runner ups

Spend alotta time w the wrong type

Learned it to earn it

I need the whip wit da curtains

I treat my money like my backwoods imma burn it

Bars straight up out the furnace

Livin large make em nervous

I been the shoota

I been da truth

One wit da ruler

One wit da coop

Pick up a hula makin her hoop

Ice out da coola makin a move

I can fit 10 racks in my left hand

I put 2 down on just one hand

If I lose it all I'm bouta hit a lick

Keep a tool involved just to make it stick

Gotta check the walls for da hollow spot

Bouta stash the cash for the biggest pot

Betta than most

I'll neva be average

Hop in da ghost

Don't think about traffic

Keepin my eyes open when I'm nappin

Just anotha muhfucka I'm lappin

Bad to da bone I'm good for da past tense

Why she throwin it back back so fast lately

Ion really care cause the cash been goin crazy

Can't stop workin till I'll coolin

In the frontseat of a coupe and

I got money fallin out my pockets every time I move and

I ain't got no time for nobody who ain't really bout it too

Imma run me up a check and imma show you how it do

Think you know about this life

I don't think you do

I don't settle for a bag

Imma need me two

If I'm lookin at yo girl

Imma need that too

Don't be thinkin that I'm cappin

Only tell the truth

Everything I do is bigger than you think

And every girl I fuck be hittin me like 7 days a week

No I can't blink

Prolly gon miss some shit

I'm always tryna link

I keep the freshies on my feet

And all my hoes stay on a leash

For when I need

Never gon fall asleep

Never gon bother me

Way too deep and way too lit to let these boppas follow me

Keep it lowkey

Keep my money on me

Fallin straight out my jeans

Wrist on fleek

Call it go mode

All on me

Ridin solo

Stumble in

Off the medicine

It's a cold day when I be reppin it

Ya makin money now you actin funny

I be givin money to like everybody

If you in my clique then you set for life

Pick up some syrup then pick up the sprite

Goodnight

Please be gone when I wake up

Ion wanna see ya wit no makeup

I know I gotta get the guala everyday I wake up

Everyday I gotta rank up

Every time I do like a layup

Every time I fuck wit you I gotta pray up

Goin in savage mode

She knock on my door like a package hoe

She known to be a lil drastic tho

So imma go in a lil faster tho

I got money on me

Patek filee

Drop top wop n a bitch on fleek

Mop yo block wit a 223

Smoke my dope I can't be beat

Block yo shot like Bron w the heat

Been gettin money I been gettin cheese

Fuck the police like I fuck up the beat

Been flippin since I was the age of 13

I been makin money I know what it's bout

I might have to go buy my neighbors house

He talkin too much and he callin the cops

I don't fuck wit them when they up on my block

Stay with the gang, and I stay lookin strange

To anybody who ain't up in my lane

Up in my lane

They ain't up in my line

Cuz I fuckin made this shit myself