$42 Lyrics

Ayy, this dude walked in the club and he was claimin' he got money

We couldn't take him seriously, he actin' way too funny

I asked him, you gon' throw some bands or watch em shake that ass

Then he pulled out some cash, guess what he had

He pulled out a 20 and a 20 and a two-dollar bill

I told her keep on suckin' cause I love the way it feel

I don't like that fake shit, I like a bitch that keep it real

Got this Jose in my cup, you know that Cuervo never spill

Buddy tried to run up, but I carry stainless steel

Left his shirt a different color damn I left a stained with steel, uh

He run up on me, that a suicide like It's a drill

And I got that heater on me but my ice just keep me chill

Yeah, that ice it keep me chill just like I put it in a cooler

You fuck around with me I hit your top yeah you a Medulla

My boy like Playboi Carti, keep a Oozie he a shooter

Your diamonds really fake you need a refund from your jeweler

I get on the beat and try my hardest just to sing

Love my girl so much next year I might just pop out with a ring

Nah, I put my diamonds in my mouth won't put no diamonds on a bitch hand

I thought you was my bro it hurt to know you was a snitch man

He pulled out a 20 and a 20 and a two-dollar bill

He pulled out a 20 and a 20 and a two-dollar bill

And you know he ain't gon' stop me till we really hit a mill

He pulled out a 20 and a 20 and a two-dollar bill

Livin' my life like Rich Leo not behind on all my bills, no

Bitch, I'm took that 20 and that 20 and that two-dollar bill

I'm makin' coffee every day Just like my name is Gavin Hill

Man, I can't figure this shit out, can you just tell me what's the deal

Finna gas his ass up and put that boy right on the grill, yeah

Really hit a million I just walked up in the building

You can keep on talkin I don't care about what you feelin

Bitch, don't do it no Bryson Tiller

Your bitch kinda scary MJ that's a thriller

This dude walked in the club and he was claimin' he got money

We couldn't take him seriously he actin' way too funny

I asked him, you gon' throw some bands or watch em shake that ass

Then he pulled out some cash, guess what he had

He pulled out a 20 and a 20 and a two-dollar bill

I told her keep on suckin cause I love the way it feel

I don't like that fake shit I like a bitch that keep it real

Got this Jose in my cup, you know that Cuervo never spill

Buddy tried to run up but I carry stainless steel

Left his shirt a different color damn I left a stained with steel, uh