ROTY
Money and power these bitches
Money and power the same
I'm pouring Wock' in my cup
My feelings go down the drain
I never had an identity crisis
You niggas can't say the same
Tokyo Drift in the coupe with no lights
Tokyo Drift in the rain
Fully automatic, I'm upping my fire
Might let a hundred shots off in the sky
Never give passes, we don't let shit fly
You niggas on thin ice but won't shit slide
Stood ten toes, I ain't never switch sides
I bust down a script
I need more than six lines
I bust off the rip, I'ma let sticks glide
I'm clutching for life, I don't never misfire
I'm in Atlanta but we get
Our glizzies, and dicks
And sticks all from the Chi'
SRT Hellcat, I done fucked that bitch up
It still got nine lives
No, she don't skateboard
I just love hoes on they grind
Oh, she ain't link for it
I just told her take her time
Roadrunning, jugging, finessing all day
I'ma be late for the stage
Jump in that water, you better have teeth
'cause most these niggas get ate
Stuck in my ways, i was locked up down in
Right Street gambling spades
Finna put some Fendi frames on my
Face 'cause y'all be throwing shade
Money and power these bitches
Money and power the same
I'm pouring Wock' in my cup
My feelings go down the drain
I never had an identity crisis
You niggas can't say the same
Tokyo Drift in the coupe with no lights
Tokyo Drift in the rain
Fully automatic, I'm upping my fire
Might let a hundred shots off in the sky
Never give passes, we don't let shit fly
You niggas on thin ice but won't shit slide
Stood ten toes, I ain't never switch sides
I bust down a script
I need more than six lines
I bust off the rip, I'ma let sticks glide
I'm clutching for life, I don't never misfire
Niggas still broke 'cause
They really misguided
Niggas still broke and they
Cannot disguise it
I'm in first class and I'm high like a pilot
We adding up, we not doing no minus
We in the front and them niggas behind us
You got a problem, well nigga, come find us
They throwing shade 'cause they
Cannot outshine us
Nah, nah, they cannot outshine us
Niggas gon' fade away just like a lineup
I had to make a way, I made my mind up
If you want smoke, boy, I turn to a firetruck
Boy, you a joke, and I think your disguise up
Eyes on the money, you know
That my eyes, yeah, yeah
If it's 'bout money, you know I'ma rise up
If it's 'bout money
Money and power these bitches
Money and power the same
I'm pouring Wock' in my cup
My feelings go down the drain
I never had an identity crisis
You niggas can't say the same
Tokyo Drift in the coupe with no lights
Tokyo Drift in the rain
Fully automatic, I'm upping my fire
Might let a hundred shots off in the sky
Never give passes, we don't let shit fly
You niggas on thin ice but won't shit slide
Stood ten toes, I ain't never switch sides
I bust down a script
I need more than six lines
I bust off the rip, I'ma let sticks glide
I'm clutching for life, I don't never misfire
I be looking for smoke, I ain't even
Mask up when we hit that boy, come find us
Landscaper, these niggas just weeds
That chopper mow 'em, grind 'em
Uncut Gems
Feel like Adam Sandler with these diamonds
Keep more sticks, more money, more problems
Nigga be shining
Kicking the doors with Bravo and
Pronto, shit went left, niggas got took
Even if my niggas still get booked
I still put money up on they books
223, AR-15, put a scope on the bitch
Like how it look
First lick, forty-six hundred in my pocket
I was a rookie
