[Produced by Lab Cook]
[Hook]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
[Verse 1]
She said that she f** with the new me
I f** that b**h in my coupe
You stupid you kissing that groupie
Pouring the four, with a doobie
I was riding through the six
I got a trunk full of bricks
I got a robber no Chris
Flexing hard take a pic
f**ing your b**h and I smash
Look at my rollie, like cash
Im walking around with a bag
My foreign ain't got paper tags
Got a pool like I'm Drake
Got a mansion on a lake
Rich n***a, eatin steak
Chasin money always late
Look at the time on the watch
I f** it you eating the box
[?]
f** it, Im losing the top
f** it Im doing the dab on em
Hollywood [?]
I'm a fiend for that money
[Hook]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
[Verse 2]
You just be talking the trap
I hit a b**h like a bat
f** it you eating the cat
Rich forever on the map
I put them rings on my fingers
Birds sing like singer
I got them [?] like [?]
I used to trap out the beeper
f**ing that b**h from the back
She give me top like a hat
Sticking my dick in yo cat
My Bloods, they bagging like blaat
I might off with your sack
Im taken they know me for that
Walking with too many racks
Old money like a cadillac
I did a show in Bermuda
She riding the dick like a scooter
Pop a molly I'm a Buddha
Money trapper, scary, Freddy Kreuger
I be running through the money
Always prayers like Easter Sunday
I was broke, jug the hunnid
Money bought me what I wanted
[Hook]
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me, I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
b**hes want to f** me I got millys
Then I made, know they hate it said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack and now I'm running threw it