Rich Homie Quan - Numbers lyrics

I run up that money again I'm in buffalo cause I want me some bills n***a talking sh**, but they don't want it with Quan Got 99 bands, so what? Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I throw 'em Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blow 'em Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em Say my prayers every night, cause I know that I sin Gotta keep that sh** 100 like my n***a Ben [?], boy you number ten I'm in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins Talk to 'em Quan If you talking 'bout them M's, boy I need a dozen I ain't know we were related, but I hit my cousin I ain't tryin' to do no datin', so I skipped the subject Shorty say that she gon' tell her big brother I told that lil b**h, "Go and tell your big brother" Leave him stanking with a smell, but I won't get in trouble Already five M's, tryin' to get another My boy got three times ten for a f**ing murder Stay in the pen with my n***a, just like Bobby Shmurda She got to doing her business, so I closed the curtains Might f** that hoe and then pretend I don't know the person I spent like nine or like ten on my last purchase I got pulled over again and I ain't even servin' Shorty acting like a kid, that's why [?] nurseries I've been tryin' to get it in, overtime on first shift All my kids look just like me, you would think I birthed 'em They wanna be just like Daddy, so it's me they worship I got lawyers on my team and I also got nurses Shorty she know she a ten like a f**ing Percocet Might be in them trees, blended cause [?] Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I throw 'em Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blow 'em Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em Say my prayers every night, cause I know that I sin Gotta keep that sh** 100 like my n***a Ben [?], boy you number ten I'm in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins Talk to 'em Quan 2009, swag surfing like you [?] 2009, all chain, boy let's pocket cash Shoot him up, leave him bleeding like a Maxi Pad Uncle Sam might need my money so I tax his a** When I was lil I had a crush on that hoe Stacey Dash I am not Illuminati, I'm a Mason, man I wear green, they salute me like I'm Major Payne If you got caught by the police, yeah, don't say my name I done cheated once again, give me a second chance I shoot up all your spots, I'm the Leopard Man Got all this gold on my neck like it's treasure, man Offshore accounts overseas, embezzlement Tryin' to a**a**inate me like J.F. Kennedy Pocket fat, rest in peace Heavy D Whoa whoa whoa, so so so Go go go hard on these n***as, Quan No no no, never go broke I love my n***as, I put my house up for [?] She don't talk much like a Nun, gotta [?] till my children get it Tell me, what's fifty plus fifty? Hundred thousand dollars in ones, I throw 'em Fifty thousand dollars in fives, I blow 'em Two hundred thousand dollars in tens, I do it A million dollars in hundreds, I swear I ran through 'em Say my prayers every night, cause I know that I sin Gotta keep that sh** 100 like my n***a Ben [?], boy you number ten I'm in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins Talk to 'em Quan