Wilt

Lyrics

[Intro] Throne in my money keep pullin' me in, pour a pint count a hundred again And them bitches keep callin' me Wilt, try my bitch with a nigga I'm stiff Came in here wit a gun in my Vuitton, with these, ayy [Chorus] In my pocket, I fill it with bands, I'm in Dubai workin' the gym Throne in my money keep pullin' me in, pour a pint count a hundred again And them bitches keep callin' me Wilt, try my bitch with a nigga I'm stiff Came in here wit a gun in my Vuitton, with these P's I'ma flex I need two arms And the weed flavored bliff like a poupon, get my hunger from OG with coupons Now I'm up in my fit cost a 3ball, I pull up in some tint with the pipe drawn I was trappin' a spot with the lights out, I was workin' that crim to the White House I was dreamin' about money and focused on hundreds, now shit 'came a part of my life now [Verse] Oh, you talk about money you know it, I put up by the hundreds, not Franklin's I'm talkin' bout hundreds off workin' them bowls, you get more when you workin' a load You get paid just for workin' that dope, shit you get double, you fly in a load You can't even spend it you broke , you can't even spend it you broke (Yeah) I run up my money me long aye, like Bari I die in Vlone Aye My lil pistol with 30, she grown, she bustin' on sight, she raw, we shootin' on sight, if it's on And I get back to that cash in that shoe box, I need more than a lil, I need 2 lots I'm on phone conversatin' about new crops, my lil shooters exited for new Glocks Get a couple, you ran through a few jocks, tip the dog, man, we trap by the new spot Work a define deposit on missin', and a Ravin deport with some titties (My trap) And I fuck her then back on some business, call folk, now the passenger in it You know Glu gon' stick to a millie, lil nigga want change then shoot out the Bentley [Chorus] In my pocket, I fill it with bands, I'm in Dubai workin' the gym Throne in my money keep pullin' me in, pour a pint count a hundred again And them bitches keep callin' me Wilt, try my bitch with a nigga I'm stiff Came in here wit a gun in my Vuitton, with these P's I'ma flex I need two arms And the weed flavored bliff like a poupon, get my hunger from OG with coupons Now I'm up in my fit cost a 3ball, I pull up in some tint with the pipe drawn I was trappin' a spot with the lights out, I was workin' that crim to the White House I was dreamin' about money and focused on hundreds, now shit 'came a part of my life now