Pull up I got my benz I took it off the lot
I got hunnid racks I put it all up put it all up
I was pushing hunnids I was pushing thousands
Now I'm pushing millions
I was pushing millions I was pushing billions
Now I'm pushing trillions
I got trees stacking money like it's paper
I mean, stacking money like it's trees
All these bitches wanna see
Diamonds got my wrist on freeze
Diamonds got my neck on fleek
I said come pull up
Money dancing on my dick
Money dancing on my deck
I got girls got they flick
Bad girls on a jet
Fifty K on some rims
Hundred K on my wrist
Talking shit you get my fist
I got money money money money money
Pulled it up I call my cuddy call my muddy
Hunnid racks I stand on I stand there buddy
I got bitches pull up on me pull up on me
Huh
Told yo bitch come pull up on me pull up on me
Money stackin' trees you know this shit lil homie
Told that bitch to spin back I took it on
Told that bitch to spin back I took her home
Took her to my crib
Hunnid bitches on a lake
I got bitches in LA
I got bitches everywhere
Money coming make me stare
Going up like a stair
Going down like a chair
Uh
They calling me lame
All these bitches wanna tame
All these bitches wanna be me right now
GeekMafia time
GeekMafia line
I'm the GeekMafia I tweaked on the percs right now
Shit like a lime
I ain't gone lie
Shit like a flime
I ain't gone fly
Bitch is a dime
I ain't gone die
Bitches gone cry
I don't cry that's a crime
(It's not a crime)
(Why you lyin')
(You gone die)
(Why you think you gone live till I die)(what)
Pull up I got my benz I took it off the lot
I got hunnid racks I put it all up put it all up
I was pushing hunnids I was pushing thousands
Now I'm pushing millions
I was pushing millions I was pushing billions
Now I'm pushing trillions
I got trees stacking money like it's paper
I mean, stacking money like it's trees
All these bitches wanna see
Diamonds got my wrist on freeze
Diamonds got my neck on fleek
I said come pull up
Money dancing on my dick
Money dancing on my deck
I got girls got they flick
Bad girls on a jet
Fifty K on some rims
Hundred K on my wrist
Talking shit you get my fist
Still got all these bands I got these bands right now
Chillin with my fans you know my fans right now
All these bitches pull up on me call me Nuh
All these bitches want me I just say what now
I chill and I eat
Bitches still call me yeat
I got money on the fleek
Chillin bitches on elite
I got shit like a liter with em'
This bad bitch she got her a meter with her
Baddie on my team you know I got sum
I got all this shit you know like ransom
Shank all on my wrist you know I shank em'
I been on this shit you know I'm random
Pulled up to London I got some slang
Bad tings on the side yeah the bad tings leng
Flew the bitch outta London now she want some rang
Take that bitch up then she drink some tang
Huh
Drinking all this shit you know I drink my lean
I got money come in like some Lysterine
Why yo girl gone pull up on me named Selene
I just do this shit man I just wanna dream