Yeah Rif
We undefeated with this shit nigga, for real

I ain't used to have shit so I count
(I ain't used to have shit so now nigga get everything man)
Ayy Rif, what the fuck man (shout out all my niggas getting money right now)
You know what's goin on with us man

Ah, I ain't used to have shit, I count it up when I'm bored (yeah)
Beans in the cup holder, the chopstick on the floor (yeah)
Locked in ballin' on 'em I ain't looked at the score (locked in)
Everfresh cran-apple see brick when I po' (rest in peace)
Bought me an ounce and went to post up at the store (for real)
Goyard bag that's just for the money to hold it
Fifteen hoes I come in through the back like the owner
New M8, you can tell it's that from the motor

Tired of being the nice guy, overlooking shit
Nigga tried to play slick once, so we took his shit (for real)
I shouldn't even have to ask, baby pull up sucking dick (ha)
I could switch my wrist, switch the whip, switch the blick
Tired of being the nice guy, overlooking shit
Nigga tried to play slick once, so we took his shit
I shouldn't even have to ask, baby pull up sucking dick (yeah)
I could switch my wrist, switch the whip, switch the blick

I got a personal shopper, ain't hit the mall in a while now
Say she squirt but not on me put a towel down
Fuck yo man, I got enough to turn your frown around
Fake ass thugs ain't on shit must be Ramadan
This shit is in me, not on me, shit is on me too
Plenty missions with my dog, I'ma call him Scooby
It ain't nothing that's more important than money, yeah Scooter
Spin the block, then hit 'em quick, my youngin' Zab Judah (yeah)
Money stacked to the ceiling, nigga grab a ruler
Boy, is you a dealer or a user?
Watch them gold diggers 'cause them bitches be abusing
Thinking I should take care of her and she don't do shit
Touch one of my loved ones I'ma lose it
We can't catch him hope yo family moving
FBI listen, this shit deeper than music
Doped up playing with the dope, I feel like Pookie

You know I'm doped up, playing with the dope, this how I do it
Money counter plugged up this shit therapeutic (yeah)
I'll turn top notch boss, I was a student
Stole my pops truck when he left, he never knew it
She could put me in special ed I'm going stupid
I ain't mad at you baby girl, 'cause niggas groupies (I swear)
Thirteen in the basement when I'm in Houston (ah)
Niggas greet me with open arms and I love it (what up though?)
See niggas around me, yeah I love em'
I hope you get back on your feet when you fallin'
You know I love things about her, but I don't love her

Tired of being the nice guy, overlooking shit
Nigga tried to play slick once, so we took his shit (so we took his sh-)
I shouldn't even have to ask, baby pull up sucking dick (pull up sucking)
I could switch my wrist, switch the whip, switch the blick
Tired of being the nice guy, overlooking shit (tired of this shit)
Nigga tried to play slick once, so we took his shit (come on)
I shouldn't even have to ask, baby pull up sucking dick (yeah)
I could switch my wrist, switch the whip, switch the blick
Face Mob, nigga

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Writer(s): Marcellus Register