Released on September 11, 2020

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[Intro]

Kasino done told you


[Verse]

I'm gettin' too hot, I need to cool down

That shit is old, boy, you need a new sound

Not talkin' money, boy, you need to move 'round

Say you get money, but boy, you a waitress at Blue Hound

Still with the same niggas, I don't do new friends

Shoutout my brother, 18 with a new Benz

I sign a check, give it here, get the blue pen

I got a plan out, I got the blueprint

Can't see how y'all niggas like to flex fu' shit

Yeah, that mixtape trash, yeah, that's some poo shit

Yeah, I make a drop, just like my roof did

Took off the top, I need a new lid

I make it pop, just for the movement

Yeah, they all believe in the kid

I got diamonds that dance on my wrist now

Sippin' on science, I feel like I'm Sid

Ran up 2K, no Ronnie

Got a "0" on my back

Dunkin' on niggas, bitch, I feel like Bronny

Shoutout to my niggas in the hood, shoutout Lani

Get in the industry, make kamikaze

I'm kickin' the camera, don't fuck with paparazzi

She get on her knees and that lil' bitch gon' top me

I wonder what lil' Fazo finna copy (Yeah)

Three bands on a Moncler

Nigga, it ain't even damn winter

Pray to God like every night, but he still know I'm a sinner

Stack up my money, it's tall like a center

Hit from the back, man, I guess that's a fender, bender

Say that you gettin' that money, you flexin' your cars

You know that's a rental, huh

Amiri, that's all on my denim, hmm

You say you got racks, but you spent 'em, hmm

I'm in ATL, with my spider Faygo, but I'm still spittin' venom, hmm

I could never let go, I could never let go

Off the lean, so you know I'm slow

Countin' money, countin' up bankroll

This not CoD, send you to the gulag, yeah

I don't fuck with 12, I don't fuck with them, oh

Decapitated, I think it's out of hand

Push me in the deep end, turn to Aquaman

And you flexin' them pennies, that's copper, man

Sprinkle the heat like a Zatarain

And I'm chillin' in the club with a Chrome white tee

And I'm in London with my bro Zack B

Boy, this ain't Goodwill, ain't nothin' for free

And my bitch say she peep shit, then peep

When I hit her like a dog, yeah, I'ma give her this treat

Got a cocaine whip, it's a all-white Jeep

And these hoes keep sucking, get off my d

Record the hoe, put her on news, NBC