Prada to the ground, money yea I speak it fluent

If you Plotting on me now, well that first thought was when you blew it

Nigga now I’m on a prowl, mean what I say from out these two lips

If my shooter out of town Ill have yo homie come and do it

I’m too rich

You stupid?

Nigga we don’t ever miss

Nah ion go by Cupid

Put some money on bitch, not as a hit but as condolence

Roll the money in a clip, get dead presidents like Larenz

On flOrence

Piping up, catch a nigga pumping gas

If a nigga ever hating it’s cause he ain’t getting cash

I’m going fast

Bitch it’s 130 on the dash

I got blast

Don’t care if he sorry, won’t get a pass

I’m bout to spazz

He said don’t leave don’t be too rash

And I just laugh

The guap come first, the hoes is last

Check out my fash

Reeled in yo bitch without a lass

Bitch I’m to nast

Yea I’m too nasty

Imma green mf just like how the cash be

If that nigga wanna talk, tell that boy to cash me

Got yo bitch up in my section and she nigga bash-ING

And lastly

You bet not pull up with yo freak

I’m known to beat like Nash b

Prada to the ground, money yea I speak it fluent

If you Plotting on me now, well that first thought was when you blew it

Nigga now I’m on a prowl, mean what I say from out these two lips

If my shooter out of town Ill have yo homie come and do it

I’m too rich