Pounds ft. Dell Fargo Lyrics

Look

Need Diamonds all in my time from rhymes

You'd think that I dipped it in water

I'ma let it slide this time my guy, next pack we tax your order

We keep the business on low

No we don't speak on the s*** that bought or taught her, spoil her

She call me daddy, I ain't even got no daughter

My momma telling me I need change but I don't even got no quarters

If I don't grind, I don't eat so please just leave me be with this porter

With steak sauce

You in the way, I don't see you like Ray Charles

Back on the road with the gang, No days off

N**** want smoke? That's the vibe he gave off

Push this blade, Ima make it break off

Push this pen, One day it'll pay off

OT sniffing on paint, it's scraped off

Heard the… on my line and they way off

I come and punish a beat like it's nothing

All the trap n***** salute like Adolph

Heard all the talk, tell them come face off

Pull up and park it, then let the Drake off

I don't do copping, them n***** way soft

Free Fat Doggy, he get the … off

Fiends keep coming back, 'cause that's straight raw

Now he lunching

Remember them days I ain't have nothing

Now we paid, this s*** jumping

Smoke high grade, 400 an onion

Off-White fit gets shipped from London

She want me to beat it but I can not stay

I need like 100 to blow in a day

These n***** be capping whenever they rapping

Was never on Road, Never checked in the game

N***** get chinged up everyday

That's word to Digga

Chocolate b**** but she can't hold her liquor

I'm with the squad, Wit the gang and my N*****

She want me to beat her but I can not stay

Break down the pack and it's gone in a day

They wanna beef, we in your area

Tottenham flow, waps gone spray

N***** get chinged up everyday

That's word to Digga

Sheets and the blend, Now you rolling a swisher

I'm with the gang, the squad, my n*****

Claim he's a road man, not well traveled

NE s***, n***** came from the gravel

He babbled then his block got rattled

Close casket, M1 no masking

Roll me a sheet and don't pass it

Za got me levitating

N***** claim they shooters but be hesitating

Shooters like Ray Allen, On the corner waiting

All you n***** faking, I'm the truth

Get in the booth and I show you through pudding it's proof

Dripping this water and juice

Way too much sauce, fit A1 to the shoes

Rappers, it's never enough of them filling my plate

Of course they run, 'cause they food

Told her I'd never take Thots to Milan, Oh!

But I decked her in Di Rouge

Uh, we all know that these n***** is Cap

Need 100 Thou' right in front of my lap

No we don't take days off, We Just need payoffs

Hella cash in the back of the Bach

Offset and then Takeoff

Drink Quavo where Migos Uptown where the lakes are

Put Fire under n***** like HR

Tax n***** on the block like HR

Hate y'all, n***** ain't trapping they fake ball

I see it everyday

Talking 'bout Money? Need it every way

Lawyers on call that's beating every case

I had to float on them n*****

'Cause when I confront them, they hit me with the scary face

What is you saying Familia?

'Cause s*** could get real, Get shanked, you carrying your face

She want me to beat it but I can not stay

I need like 100 to blow in a day

These n***** be capping whenever they rapping

Was never on Road, Never checked in the game

N***** get chinged up everyday

That's word to Digga

Chocolate b**** but she can't hold her liquor

I'm with the squad, Wit the gang and my N*****

She want me to beat her but I can not stay

Break down the pack and it's gone in a day

They wanna beef, we in your area

Tottenham flow, waps gone spray

N***** get chinged up everyday

That's word to Digga

Sheets and the blend, Now you rolling a swisher

I'm with the gang, the squad, my n*****