[Chorus: King Ed]
They seeing my fit, we slidn' in quick
We stackin' them bricks, she drinkin' my spit
I'm staying in my path, I'm never gon' quit
Bought a new foreign, it got new tints
Shawty my boo, she looking so thick
He sneak dissin', he think he slick
We in this together, we gon' be rich
I'll never gon' stop, they doin' the mix
I'm starting my show I feel like I'm Nick
Copping a Rollie right on my wrist
Late at night she giving me licks
All dripped down with my new kicks
They really wanna talk but won't admit
Stacking the paper, they lookin' slim
I got brothers with me, they my twins
We getting the money, we counting off an inch
[Verse 1: CA$H Fert]
I'm getting these bands and a stack in my hands
Makin' money for that shit, yeah I stand
She lied to me so I fuck on her friend
Too many opp shit like Rollie in my hands
Bad bitches only slappin' they ass
Lean, percs, and we smokin' on gas
Puff, puff, and that shit we gon' pass
Real diamonds, no we not rocking glass
Yeah, I'm doing this shit for me, no I can't stop (No I can't stop)
Making big moves, I get to the top (Get to the top)
My dying rich I put that on my pops (That is my pops)
I'm gon' be lit, put that on my mom (That is my mom)
They gon' try to copy, they gon' try to diss
Pull an R. Kelly on my opps, yeah I piss
His bitch gave me head now he wanna fight me
You know I don't fight but I keep a pipe B
They say I ain't shit but act just like me
[Chorus: King Ed]
They seeing my fit, we slidn' in quick
We stackin' them bricks, she drinkin' my spit
I'm staying in my path, I'm never gon' quit
Bought a new foreign, it got new tints
Shawty my boo, she looking so thick
He sneak dissin', he think he slick
We in this together, we gon' be rich
I'll never gon' stop, they doin' the mix
I'm starting my show I feel like I'm Nick
Copping a Rollie right on my wrist
Late at night she giving me licks
All dripped down with my new kicks
They really wanna talk but won't admit
Stacking the paper, they lookin' slim
I got brothers with me, they my twins
We getting the money, we counting off an inch
[Verse 2: King Ed]
Working silent, tryna make these hits
The paper comin' in, we gon' cop whip
Money all over me, they getting me sick
Staying true to myself, we finna get lit
Copping Richard Millies, we getting 'em quick
Got her texting me, she letting me hit
Leave her crib, she crossed me off the list
I don't care what they say, I'm gon' get my win
She think she special cause she got my drip
Copping new places, I be getting new chips
Thankful I found rap, Imma stay in this shit
Watch they actions, not words, they gon' switch
Moving on my own, ain't no fake shit
My diamonds be shinin' while they try to commit
Countin' the cash, I need myself a new kit
They just talk and talk, why can't they just sit?
[Chorus: King Ed]
They seeing my fit, we slidn' in quick
We stackin' them bricks, she drinkin' my spit
I'm staying in my path, I'm never gon' quit
Bought a new foreign, it got new tints
Shawty my boo, she looking so thick
He sneak dissin', he think he slick
We in this together, we gon' be rich
I'll never gon' stop, they doin' the mix
I'm starting my show I feel like I'm Nick
Copping a Rollie right on my wrist
Late at night she giving me licks
All dripped down with my new kicks
They really wanna talk but won't admit
Stacking the paper, they lookin' slim
I got brothers with me, they my twins
We getting the money, we counting off an inch
