I ain’t talking bout bank money nah I’m talking OT I’m banked money that bujj that crack money that how you think I brought my strap money

Shots in my cheeks try bank it but the pack was too loose it was hanging my own blood went and left man hanging

Real bars for real people

I’m cling wrapping those kitty’s love me with a passion I’m still banging

I been saying I was the truth then got nicked for doing what I do

Mum knows why her knives went missing

Back then it was Mackenzie in the bando

Trap and giddy

In country new name Bobby

Money never changed me it changed my situation it’s cool tho I didn’t need no bringing,
watch who you ride with them niggas be singing

8 am I’m sending texts saying online dark and I got white

This is for my nigger @st0ckbranch

Show a man about gun play

@Ieyton that song is a banger fucking helllll

Fuck her with the Rolex on