4 Phones

Got it on smash Chorus They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more Woo, woo, woo, what I��m playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat I just might go snatch the boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close Bag is close I don't want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes Same clothes I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze Neck froze, ice Rich Forever, put my team on My team on Think I��m still trappin', I got four phones Verse 1 Niggas is cap for real Ain't seen a half a mill My bitch ass thick so real So real I was trappin' to pay the bills Woo Money long need to pick-up truck Pick-up truck Lotta hundreds you can't pick 'em up Gotta make sure my niggas rich Rich In the Tesla but I had to switch Niggas fraud, really counterfeit Counterfeit Flip her over then she do a split They was lying but I'm really rich She be lying, you can't trust the bitch Want the money, yeah, the check that��s it That��s it Rubber bands all around my wrist Broke niggas they ain't talkin�� 'bout shit Shit I was broke, had to hit that lick Lick I'm thinkin' ��bout the Wraith, I just might go snatch the Ghost I'm all into Forbes I ain't gotta brag no more Ain't gotta brag, ayy She give me top at the red light Red light, what She get a bag if the head right Cuban links nigga iced out Pinky ring that's a lighthouse Chorus They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more Woo, woo, woo, what I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat I just might go snatch the boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close Bag is close I don't want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes Same clothes I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze Neck froze, ice Rich Forever, put my team on My team on Verse 2 Nigga the block is hot Hot My niggas they trap a lot Trap My bitch got the ass out Ass out Fuck her, she tap out My money don't max out Max out What is the cap about These niggas they cap a lot I'm dropping the top on spot She ain't tryna fuck, then she get kicked out Niggas keep talkin' they gon' get x-ed out Mama said don't have my house trapped out Got a little foreign, 'bout to blow the back out Too many shows, packed-out He keep talkin' he can bring the racks out New Lamb, now I'm about to back out Want a Porsche but that shit was sold out Run a lil check, there's no more relaxin' I brought the Rich, you bought the Rollie Bitch probably lyin', said she don't know me I wanna ball like better than Kobe 100 racks, blue cheese that's on me We ain't friends, no you're not my homie Rich Forever we got tall racks Broke bitch better fall back Lil bitch Chorus They know I got cash, I ain't gotta brag no more Woo, woo, woo, what I'm playin' with the money, I just might go snatch the boat I just might go snatch the boat I run through the check, but fuck it, the bag is close Bag is close I don't want the bitch, but fuck it, I had the ho Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo I made a hundred thousand in the same clothes Same clothes I drop a whole quarter, now my neck froze Neck froze, ice Rich Forever, put my team on My team on Think I'm still trappin', I got four phones