[Intro:] These niggas don't want it with us, they're pussy Philly!
[Verse 1:] Posted in the trenches, all my chains on Probably riding 'lone with your main jawn Louboutin kicks ain't got a stain on 'em Finger by the head, I call it brainstorming She gon' suck me off while I reel the Wraith You be in your hood never feeling safe Stacking up the money, trying to fill the safe I'm never coming home, I catch another case Felonies, my niggas got felonies We are selling dog food, I'm talking that pedigree Had that white girl popping when niggas was selling trees And when we were selling trees, those busting like bumblebees Oh, never love the hoes, I've been in and out 'em If you need the work, know my nigga got it Trapped the twenty-eights for the thirty-six It's cooking right in front of you like Benihana
[Chorus:] Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Blowing money fast, blowing money fast Running through the bag, running through the bag Blowing money fast, blowing money fast
When you came from nothing, fuck being humble Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Fuck being humble, fuck being humble
[Verse 2:] Fuck being humble when you in the 'Rari If I hit your ho, I ain't even sorry Threw it in her quarter like I'm Dez Bryant Chain Roc Nation, all these damn diamonds I feel like I'm [inaudible] Fucking up Atlanta every time I hit it Mixing that Givenchy with the YSL Last time I checked, I was that fucking nigga Feel evident and we chasing money and never women Balling on bitches like Curry and we don't ever miss 'em Bust 'em down, fuck 'em good, never kiss 'em Tell your baby daddy I said, "fuck his feelings!"
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[Outro:] When you came from nothing, fuck being humble Fuck being humble, fuck being humble Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble Fuck being humble, fuck being humbleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
