Bar 4 Bar

I ain't rich yet but whatever I want I bet I get it

I can't die when none of this pape ain't no limit on the spending

He done knocked it out the court I love when we playing tennis

Walk a beat hoe imma gremlin finna be rich inna minute

Pescatarian but know i'm always getting to the chicken

Dead he don't do what I tell em hate a hoe that never listen

Roster thurl I get niggas and they all do some different

I go ghost if he ain't spending it's niggas begging for attention

Ion care how rich you is I can't fake I can't pretend

Once you cross a line you dead I ain't into shaking hands