ReeCey Ree - PEPi LØPEZ lyrics

Im spending racks on top of racks yeah Im spending roll after roll, yeah [Hook] Thank God for this Bankroll (this bankroll, this bankroll) {im spending roll after roll, im spending stacks on top of stacks, on top of racks on top of stacks} [1stVerse:ReeCey Ree] As the world spins I get a whirlwind of confidence Your incompetence Won't accomplish sh** Empty promises Will demonstrate How far you get As long as y'all rolling, these beats gone hit See the Feds patrolling, steal the cash I grip Get an O One half I flip The other half- roll spliffs Me and the weak half can't co-exist Then about a week past Been about my weed pack Grindin' harder than a wet back Earning green backs Pulling out that lean Can you tell me where my fiends at Never worried bout the fees n***a Best believe that I'm pa**ed that With the hash pack Can you pa** back ? Nah it's in rotation Who to lash at ? When the stash snatched n***as get smacked Never no hesitation I can never recollect When you connected with the neck Resurrecting old connections Boy those bridges ain't intact Disconnecting those confessing Where me and cash connect You ain't seen a savage yet You better salvage every check Best pay homage to the NECK We ain't promising sh** Thriving out of the sticks You know not of the sticks And thats probably best And that's pray for yo' cash [Hook] [Verse2:Merce Milly] n***as wasn't with me from the jump Sippin' champagne out of plastic cups I ain't like that sh**, so i won't front My lungs felt empty i was looking for the blunt I was tryna get a couple hits, and get my lean on Yeah, i heard a couple beats, i had to eat those Said the herb was never weak, we was smokin' on D-Bo's And n***as gettin' nervous anytime they hear that we rolled I'm just tryna make it off of me and the fam Bag the weed in to grams and im out (n***a, n***a, n***a) I got racks on top of racks, on top of stacks in the sacks Tryna hide the smell inside of a house (n***a, n***a, n***a) No doubt n***a, looked out n***as Lay your a** down, if you try to run your mouth (n***a, n***a, n***a) Thankful, for the bankroll Got me danked up Plus the haze gone, probably face one Let me get swa*ked out (n***a, n***a, n***a) Personally, its personal to me I got the purp, on my person But the purple just keep hurting me The purpose of this verse We might just curse you with the worst degree And the works just might cause a certain fee But certainly, Merce Milly, been murkin beats With certainty, i got your b**h to work for me Cause nothing in life is served for free (BODIED) [Hook] [Verse3:ChadRoc] Thank god for this bankroll My money foreign like them b**hes and my lambos With the suicide doors, is it suicide though Like the devil and his pitch fork Been dope, lean woke, seen folks cut throat, s*uts roll Y'all n***as b**hing like a b**h on her menstrual Used to be a good little kid until I got fascinated with the weed and the lean Can't you see ? Helped the pain, on them rainy days thru a window pane Visions of myself with a drive by crew, what's a drive by do? What's a drive by do ?? Run for the block while we pursue Mobbing sh**, that robbing sh**, like i'm robbing you Go in your pockets, make you come up out them Everything must go, Glock 9 for the watches Watching everything with no privacy I'm rolling in on that proper tree, how live it be They watching me, steal from the rich for the poverty (for the poverty) [Hook] [Verse4:Kamakaziii Kei] I'm still that kid your parents told you stay away from Since day one, nothin' changed up, but the pay stub I been playin' wit the paper in my PayPal Ever since playin' at the playground, got played out I been makin' plays in the game now Look you face-to-face, can't face me, put your face down See me and run straight to the side, like a fade route Stop askin' for fronts, f** when you get your next check 'til then, my fingertips sticky like a semtex I ain't trickin' But i'm finger-flippin' thru the money like a tech deck Always looking bummy, but my pockets full of money Man, this sh** is so humbling When you coming up from nothin' I done been thru the lows No job, no home, dawg you wouldn't even know Won't nothing like the money when we was broke Used to scrap and count change, needing weed to smoke Back when everything we wanted wasn't feesable I still take it, cause i feel like it's reasonable Still see me with folk Tryna see somethin' If it's clean, and it bling then They might make you run it They obscene, since a teen We been steady causin' ruckus You a b**h, throw a fit Bullets feed you while you fussing I'm a God, put money in the offering Preach what i say, and live off of it Its kamakaziii kei Ohmykeiii Thankkkeiii [Hook]