fine wit me

Lyrics

[Chorus] Hm, bah, brrah I could've fell, ballin' on the bronze Watch how I count money, big amount Don't go to plug, now you not around Hah, hah, hah, this stack hot and it don't make a sound I can't wait, can't go out now Young niggas suck, they go like, "How" Huh, I tote, watch you look, baby? I got the [time?] in me Huh, .40s and .9s on me Niggas tryna spin, that's fine with me Huh, you cannot hide from me He sick of me, stop ridin' with me, yeah She know I'm top shotta, she all on me, mh, mh [Verse] I keep spinnin' these niggas, I feel like a bully Spin on the nigga like a fuckin' bully My trigger finger itchin' tryna pull it My trigger finger itchin' tryna get scratched Give me the .40, nigga, I'm on business Bah-rah bah-bah-bah with a big mac Flex on a nigga, fuck it if he get mad, huh Uh, flex on the nigga like six pack, huh I'm in the [church?], how I get that, uh Ridin' round with like ten packs Bitch, I'm ridin' 'round with a big ah tucked See red, I'ma send that Hunnid' shots comin' out of his big-ass truck See a opp, I'm gon fire fire, bet that pussy won't get his big-ass up I'm in the trap, tryna flip that stuff I just want money, can't get enough [...] [Chorus] Hm, bah, brrah I could've fell, ballin' on the bronze Watch how I count money, big amount Don't go to plug, now you not around Hah, hah, hah, this stack hot and it don't make a sound I can't wait, can't go out now Young niggas suck, they go like, "How" Huh, I tote, watch you look, baby? I got the [time?] in me Huh, .40s and .9s on me Niggas tryna spin, that's fine with me Huh, you gonna hide from me? He sick of me, stop ridin' with me, yeah She know I'm top shotta, she all on me, mh, mh