Lyrics

Drop a rack on his head cause my name hold weight Sold a verse for the bag, know the gang okay When I whip the blade out, turn it into a melee Finna pour the drank out, cause the bitch thirsty She see the way I get it, and then disperse it Whole gang griffy'd down, rocking good purses Yeah its no cap nigga No stylist get it from the merchant Put it on the gang, I merch it Put it in the bank, I splurge it Put it in the tank, im swerving And the foreign gotta dent, which curb did I hit? Just tryna see if she worth it Just tryna see if she worth it I know ain't no bitch perfect I know ain't no bitch perfect We could have a competition, see who get it faster, who get it firstest And I gotta bitch overseas, and she bad as hell, man I think she Turkish Really had to hit her on zoom, just to see her sex, man I watched her twerk it And I think that bitch is perfect, and the kitty on her was perfect Keep it on the ground we working, taking no days off, really working When we started off buy her Hollister, now I leveled up, buy her Birkin Said that I don't rock truie, but its truly on the hoodie right now, I was purpin Me and goon ride around low-key, lurking, he see the feet, hopped out might surf it And im sipping a little green and the purple Put an app in the blunt, no herbal She said rewind I don't think they heard you Imma mumble on the bar on purpose Really broke her heart, I hurt it Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Yeah the Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the floor, we surfing Money on the— no no no Yeah, Money on the floor, we surfing