Lyrics

[Verse] Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though She say I'm a asshole, I guess I look clean, though Lonely at the top, I'll leave a mess they'll have to clean up And my nigga Jaden gotta re up And these niggas hating for no reason Me and Glost was up in the casino If niggas push, then I might let that thing blow I got niggas in the party that can get you some And I got niggas in the party that can get you gone Thought I was fucked up a couple times, man, she did me wrong They tryna fuck with me 'cause I'ma fuck the city up Tragic with this bitch, she told me hit her up Hit her up next day, she say she pulling up I'm in first place, boy, you a runner up I'ma stack my chips, and I'ma run it up Like I'm Sosa Baby, car go skrrt-skrrt Up it on a nigga, I'm like duh-duh-duh Boy, your mans wilding, do you know, like, what I do to him? Know my shooter sad, like, what I do to him? I know I ain't do none, what could I do for him? Me and them niggas hit the stu', I don't look at 'em If the opps comin' through, then I'm cooking 'em Yeah, these niggas moving hot, that's why they booking 'em These niggas moving like some fools, nigga, look at 'em These niggas moving like some fools, nigga, look at 'em [Outro] Spend-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though Spend a-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though Spend a-, spend a couple racks up on- Spend a couple-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though