[Produced by Metro Boomin]
[Hook]
Say you want it, we gone get it to you
20 choppers in my spot, we got babies but no kids in it
Real n***a salute, f** n***as gone fold
Real n***a salute, f** n***as gone fold
I promise I will never fold, I have never told
Sneak dissing and hating, that's how n***as go broke
Real n***a salute, f** n***as gone fold
Real n***a salute, f** n***as gone fold
[Verse 1 – MPA Duke]
Got to stack that sh**, got to stack that sh**
Spend it on a Bentley
Ran the money up so much I don't know where to put it
Choppers, AKs, 100 thousand just spent on [?]
You can get it however you want
Like Burger King, semi [?]
[?] walking round here with a pistol
That don't mean that you a hitter
n***as playing with my money, Imma go grind a n***a
k** him, k** him
Swear to god I'm k**ing bout them pesos
Stack that sh** up like some Legos
[?] come in the caseload
All my life all I ever wanted was to get a million
Fill up a four, f** around and get offed
I'm high as a loft, but I want a loft
f** first cla**, flying private
Doing lean toasts
[Hook]
[Verse 2 – Losie]
Swear to god Imma k** em
Got 100 bloods, and they'll deal with you
Ten bricks in the kitchen
I got a bad b**h, she on a mission
Bentley coupe are on Forgi's
Bad b**h, she gorgeous
f** the b**h, put on Maury
Too many n***as, no choices
And we love Rolls Royces
Got babies on, f** n***a I don't do no forces
I swear I do a lot of sh**
I throw that money in the air
They think it's counterfit
And my pockets stay swole
Tell that b**h I got quality control
[Hook]