Start wit' that shit I'll end it
Hands out, but i ain't gon' lend it
Yeah, got chain, got gold, got pendants
And now you wanna act all friendly?
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
To you I'm broke accept it
Can't trust, they so deceptive
Still they watch me so attentive, yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
Got chain, got gold, etcetera (yeah)
And I'm on the road excessive
All the sеlf-promo expensive
So to you I'm brokе, accept it
Prolly' got six bucks in my bank account
And you muhfucka's lookin' at me?
Look, I don't even know how I made it out the house
Let alone cross town wit' my shit on E
Im tryna sell some merch, I got towels and shirts
And they just want shit free, like its a pile of dirt
Im like, "ouch it hurts", but thats how it works
Until they see you put up in a big house or hearse
I gotta big check its in transit
If I get a piss test I get antsy (yeah)
So I took a big risk wit' this rappin
Money on the first, yeah, I feel fancy
On the third its gone, look i spent it
Play to the beat, my drum keep em dancin'
Shawty got a fat ass its entrancin'
Had to snap back, camera, action. (yeah)
Ain't shit, but a blemish
When I zoom out, see the image
Ain't never done shit
Get pruned, good riddance
See cake and they come back
Think they make a break for that daylight
Like they get a cut, not the case
Jus' lookin em in they face like
Start wit' that shit I'll end it
Hands out, but i ain't gon' lend it
Yeah, got chain, got gold, got pendants
And now you wanna act all friendly?
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
To you I'm broke accept it
Can't trust they so deceptive
Still they watch me so attentive, yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
Got chain, got gold, etcetera (yeah)
And I'm on the road excessive
All the self-promo expensive
So to you I'm broke, accept it
If I don't want it, I ain't got cash
I ain't no bank, get off of my ass
Bought me a chain to wrap around my neck
And then I reinvest the rest that i had (yeah)
Cross the map, no at-a-las
From Denver back to Minneapolis
They jumped ship, no passengers
Its just Me, Myself, plus Manager
Bitch, I move around like corona
Hoes in O-town to Oklahoma
Back get blown out, get coma'd (yeah)
Mad at me, dont phone 'em (Brrrt)
Yeah, gotta cold heart, no donor
I be goin hard, no boner
Everyday blowin' loud, Daytona
Got shit to pay, can't loan it. (huh)
Gettin' paid but I ain't gettin rich
Spend the type of guap to make ya' leave ya bitch
But its accounted for, its all into this so
I be goddamned gettin guilt n' tripped dawg
Never done shit for me, now they pissed off
Want my money? Tell em suck my dick off
Start wit' that shit I'll end it
Hands out, but i ain't gon' lend it
Yeah, got chain, got gold, got pendants
And now you wanna act all friendly?
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
To you I'm broke accept it
Can't trust they so deceptive
Still they watch me so attentive, yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
I don't even know what I'm Spendin'
I don't (I don't) even know what im Spendin', yeah
Got chain, got gold, etcetera (yeah)
And I'm on the road excessive
All the self-promo expensive
So to you I'm broke, accept it
