Released on July 3, 2025

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[Intro]

Hahaha

Yo, what the fuck?

Hahaha, I'm faded

Huh, huh, huh

Yeah


[Chorus]

We get money, yeah

I put that shit on bro, bro, bro

All my niggas killers, they ain't scared to let it blow, blow

Choppa straight from Frozen with the way I "Let It Go", go

I'm locked in the lab, niggas know I'm always on go

I think she wit' a lesbian 'cause that pussy boy a hoe

How you claiming that you real, but you really is a hoax?

Y'all niggas Chris Rock with it, 'cause I swear y'all all jokes

Pissin' on all y'all niggas, bitch, you could tell from my flow


[Verse]

Holding my semi-automatic, with a bitch in the back who sucking dick (Yeah)

I won't lie, I'm livin' kinda lavish, but I'm tryna get Bill Gates rich

She wanted to fuck me off the Xanax, I told her "I ain't Cosby, bitch" (No, I'm not)

So high I'm on a new planet, I'm looking like "What the fuck is this?"

F.N with the bеam, I'm tryna haunt 'em like Freddy Kruеger with it (Hahaha)

Stayin' with the team, if y'all want smoke then y'all could really come and get it

Brain started like some pasta 'till I shot him and now it's spaghetti (Damn, huh)

No, none of y'all ready

Pull up inside of the scene with a choppa I'm making a movie like my name was Jet Li (Yeah)

Yo' bitch in my DMs, she want me to fuck, so I'm doing it rough 'cause I don't do the gently

I'm pouring the codeine, I'm getting so high that I think I'ma swerve and I might crash the Bentley (Skrr)

I can't go out 'cause I'm making my money, so best believe that I keep Glocks in my Fendi (Brr)

Do not approach me 'cause, bitch, I ain't friendly, walk out designer 'cause I like expensive

3K on my chain so you know imma wear it, y'all niggas my sons, I been a bad parent

Y'all just gon' copy me, it's so apparent

I come out dripped and y'all wearing the same damn apparel

Go ask where yo bitch at, nigga, you don't even know

She told you that she "Wit' her friends" but she really with the bros

But we ran a train on her kinda like it's boco

I'm what they say in Spanish, bitch, you know I'm loco

No, you not on my level, boy, you a bozo


[Chorus]

We get money, yeah

I put that shit on bro, bro, bro

All my niggas killers, they ain't scared to let it blow, blow

Choppa straight from Frozen with the way I "Let It Go", go

I'm locked in the lab, niggas know I'm always on go

I think she wit' a lesbian 'cause that pussy boy a hoe

How you claiming that you real, but you really is a hoax?

Y'all niggas Chris Rock with it, 'cause I swear y'all all jokes

Pissin' on all y'all niggas, bitch, you could tell from my flow