Penny Pinchin

Lyrics

Still saying, exile Yeah, yeah, yeah That's raw when you need cash only These days feel like I ain't never hit my limit Niggas tellin' what they seein' Mmm we call that television These days you gotta keep it square about your business Keep the L's up out your circle Man, them niggas get you blended' I ain't tryna be another rapper rappin' fiction Cause I know my people listen They can't hear it in my diction Chase another comma, tryna dodge another sentence Man, this shit gotta make sense Cause we is out here penny' pinchin The only thing crazy is what I make these niggas pay me I'm out here re-roccin' that rocc just like I'm Jay-Z Y'all keep on talkin' about that checc, but y'all too lazy My bank account with them amounts, that shit amaze me With all this Christian on my body, y'all should praise me Boy, I'd do anything for that checc This feel like waist deep Dolce Gabbana, cost you rent, but I can't live in it We see you flauntin' with them bitches, but we been did em Y'all niggas out here callin' dibs Y'all puttin' kids in it Just bought a cuban from AJ and put a fridge in it Might just put water on your daughter if I slid in it I'm feedin' bitches 4 for 4s, I'm up a meal ticcet I'm slidin' Piedmont gettin' topped, she put a lid in it I need you to call your freaky friend if you got mid pussy That BBL is healin' fast, I'll be the first to touch it My bitch been hiding in a designer in a Prada buccet These days feel like I ain't never hit my limit Niggas tellin' what they seein' Mmm we call that television These days you gotta keep it square about your business Keep the L's up out your circle Man, them niggas get you blended' I ain't tryna be another rapper rappin' fiction Cause I know my people listen They can't hear it in my diction Chase another comma, tryna dodge another sentence Man, this shit gotta make sense Cause we is out here penny' pinchin Ridin' with a dot, barely scraped it out the pot Big bank rolls, ain't got no dollar for no thot bitch Hundred thousand dollars for this supercharged cockpit I'm on go for the money, they need to stop it Junkies blitzin', man, my trap look like a mosh pit Ice on my wrist, man, this water got me frostbitten Turnarounds until they dizzy, we got packages and rizzies Havin' so much motion, I ain't had time to clean my skizzy Big bank mank pockets full of Ben Franks Seven thousand for the matte wrap, it ain't no paint job Hundred thousand dollars, blue strips, ain't pull no bank job Niggas tryna keep up with the game, don't quit your day job These days feel like I ain't never hit my limit Niggas tellin' what they seein' Mmm we call that television These days you gotta keep it square about your business Keep the L's up out your circle Man, them niggas get you blended' I ain't tryna be another rapper rappin' fiction Cause I know my people listen They can't hear it in my diction Chase another comma, tryna dodge another sentence Man, this shit gotta make sense Cause we is out here penny' pinchin