Rasta Lyrics

Count up this money, this shit come with problems

I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama

I'm on a mission to collect these commas

I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa

Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta

I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic

Im killin' these niggas no Dahmer

I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber

Count up this money, this shit come with problems

I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama

I'm on a mission to collect these commas

I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa

Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta

I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic

Im killin' these niggas no Dahmer

I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber

Imma puff puff pass

Never been selfish

They gon' say otherwise but I talk real shit

Worried bout me, needa get off my dick

All this envy towards me

It don't really make sense

Cause I be mindin' my own

Yeah I'm bouta blow bitch

Do this shit on my own

I don't need no tips

Move in silence

Got em readin' my lips

I say fuck 'em

Focus on you gettin' right

I got dreams of me being so lit

I got dreams of me makin' em sick

This real life, yeah it's hit never miss

Yeah my reality piecin' up quick

Steady workin', ain't takin no breaks

Red told me that I hold the key to my fate

Imma hit it all gas, no break

Been a minute wait hold on

Hold on lemme talk my shit

I go up every month cuz I'm poppin' my shit

They said you keep moving like this you gon' be the greatest

Yeah imma stand on and take care of and handle my biz

I can't think of one nigga that could ever do this

K11 she got her a fetish

Imma stack up this green like it's relish

Cash rule everything, you know it's that C.R.E.A.M

I don't got no choice, I'mma get it

Count up this money, this shit come with problems

I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama

I'm on a mission to collect these commas

I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa

Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta

I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic

I'm killin' these niggas no Dahmer

I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber

Count up this money, this shit come with problems

I don't want that bitch, she come with that drama

I'm on a mission to collect these commas

I got a lil Spanish bitch callin' me Papa

Hit the wood bitch I feel like a rasta

I puff on that loud, think this shit supersonic

I'm killin' these niggas no Dahmer

I'm droppin' that FYE, I ain't talkin' no bomber