[Chorus: YNR Nella]
(Yeah) No, I don't play 'bout the money
Send me a lo, then my young niggas coming
Got all my niggas, we thuging
Came up from up nothing (grrr), we turning to something (yeah)
Fuck what y'all think, y'all be judging
Niggas be hating (yeah), they have to say something
Goin' to the top (what) and we came in abundance
Don't miss when I shoot (grrr), I feel like Stephen Curry
[Verse 1: YNR Nella]
I'm saying the top isn't safe
Keep working, I'm coming (yeah) and taking first place
You know that I'm making shit shake
Give me a chance, coming in the worst way
Know that these niggas be fake
That's why I ain't friendly, I can't fuck with snakes (get 'em outta here)
Praying to God everyday
Thank for the grace and the blessings He gave
Still screaming, "fuck all the fame"
Don't like people staring, they be acting acting strange
Really, I'm still am amazed that niggas keep playing with me, I'm Hall Of Fame (what)
Me and the bros are the same, hanging them really keeps me sane (ha)
Most of these niggas be lame, they try hang with us but they can't comprehend
Got me a A in my grades, doing Business Studies, I want the paper
In Business, I got me A
I'm standing on business for me and the gang (yeah)
Really got no time to play
They said that I changed when I got me some change (yeah)
Shawty, she thinking she playing me one step ahead
Bitch, you can't play a player (bitch)
Was shooting my shot on this girl
She was older, was trying to come up for real
She told me she don't want a kid
I was sick man, she told me she want her a man (fuck)
Ironic 'cause she ended up with a kid
And her man did the dash and he ran (ha ha)
Now she got a kid
And now she so sick 'cause now she don't got her a man (shit)
It's crazy how quickly the tables can turn in this life, I'm just thinking like, damn (like damn)
What goes around come around just like a hola hoop
Karma be spinning like fans
Locked in the stu everyday
This shit gon' be worth it when I get them bands
Wait 'till my pockets get full
That shit gon' be heavy and make my pants sag
[Chorus: YNR Nella & Lam3ntó]
(Yeah) No, I don't play 'bout the money
Send me a lo, then my young niggas coming
Got all my niggas, we thuging
Came up from up nothing (ay, grrr), we turning to something (yeah)
Fuck what y'all think, y'all be judging
Niggas be hating (listen, yeah), they have to say something
Goin' to the top (blingidi, what) and we came in abundance (yeah)
Don't miss when I shoot (grrr, yeahh), I feel like Stephen Curry
[Verse 2: Lam3ntó]
My team don't need a pep talk, we should leave that to Manchester City (woo)
If he making hits, man that's pretty iffy (uh)
"Why he say fuck me for", feel like 50 (wow)
Bars are immaculate, bro no kizzy
Why you be calling me, bitch I'm busy (woo)
Might bring her to my show, that's too risky (skrr)
That nigga bored as fuck tried to
What the fuck (woo)
What the fuck (what the fuck)
What the fuck (let's go)
What the fuck (what the fuck)
What the fuck (haibo)
What the fuck (what the fuck)
What the fuck
Yeah
Bro, I'm the best part of your song and I'm not even in it (that's facts)
Why would you tell me that you'll make it first, you already finish
Only want karats that's covered ice (yeah)
Working towards that man, I see the light (woo)
Told me I'm wack, bitch let's get it right (brrr)
You better kill me if you want a fight (qeh)
Stoker a stoner, he high as a kite (hmm)
Smell like Versace, now she wanna bite (blingidi)
Used to be "Howler", I hunt in the night (woo)
Post on the web 'cause this shit on site (yeah)
[Outro: Lam3ntó]
Post on the web 'cause this shit on site (uh uh)
We call him Mhurura, that's my nigga Bright
UBright madoda (yeah)
UBright madoda (blingidi)
UBright madoda (nah)
Let's go
I don't know about you, but I have a slight aversion to getting FUBAR
What's FUBAR?
Fucked up beyond aII recognition
What is your problem?
