Give a fuck about nothing Only need my money and fam Ain't the type to get violent but I will fucking go ham Fuck around with my plans, I turn your brain into jam My homies here to be mandatory, all up in my hand You fronting, I'm leaving, shut the fuck up I'm a hustler, believe it, you nothing but dust Don't get taken, get broken, all for them bucks No witness, no pictures, Them asians be clutched Pockets on casino, my paper on halupinio You a fucking dumb square, no mercy you getting repo 20 gold chains, just got out from the jet Just got the word from japan, bitches tordy a set
[refrão] Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies We on the grind Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies We on the grind Middle finger's in the air, middle finger's in the air You can catch it anywhere Middle finger's in the air, middle finger's in the air You can catch it anywhere
Riding round with 4 packs, I'm trippin or my store stack Your style wild, where's yours at Fuck rap money, get more racks Dumb bitches only came for the deal You think it's game over cause you made you a mill Bitch, you ain't making no bank Checking my accounts and it's whole tank Smoking on some loud, and it's all dank You the bitch in the club who got no drank Ah, I got my feet in some jays, bitch I stay hard My entire life is worthy of a trademark Getting rich it don't matter what the season is Spending a whole day with my puerto rican bitch
[refrão] Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies We on the grind Throw them dollars in the air, cause me and the homies We on the grind Middle finger's in the air, middle finger's in the air You can catch it anywhere Middle finger's in the air, middle finger's in the air You can catch it anywhere.
Compositores: Devrim Karaoglu Riza (Devrim Karaoglu), Sochitta Sal (Honey C) ECAD: Obra #10843496