Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, ayy Look [Chorus] I'm too cool for the ruse, baby, get off of me Never need no push, I do it all for me Keep a couple real haters, got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be Too true for the flex, baby, don't cap to me Drop fifty, bring one fifty right back to me Keep a couple real haters got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be [Verse 1] Look Papa don't preach, teachers don't teach, niggas gon' reach, that's facts I ain't worried 'bout none of that shit, I'm making that cash stack Bunch of olds likе NASCAR, but it's really more like Nasdaq Why thеy thinkin' that they hot shit when they really more like ass crack? Quote it on me like a referee Niggas hatin' what they'll never be Small top with a big bottom, yeah, shawty shaped like a letter D Let her have it, then I let her be If you love it, gotta let it grow Crazy 'cause ya really never know When I'm hurtin', never let it show I'm a two tone, two phone, two chain, new thang lane whipper You a broke ass, low class, no cash, certified lame nigga I'ma gettin' to it like I 'ought to Couldn't pick so I bought two Understand why your chick came I'm just tryna figure why she brought you I'm really rappin' and I'm flexed up, and I ain't gotta tell 'em I'm next up Sleep on a nigga, they rest up, but I'm up and I'm gettin' my checks up Me and the fellas be high to repel as that shit you could tell us we great, nigga Lookin' at niggas like how do you figure, unless you been talking 'bout eight figures? [Chorus] I'm too cool for the ruse, baby, get off of me Never need no push, I do it all for me Keep a couple real haters, got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be Too true for the flex, baby, don't cap to me Drop fifty, bring one fifty right back to me Keep a couple real haters got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be [Verse 2] Look how we litty, we turnt up the city, we raising the bar height I've been finessin', just look at 'em stressin', yeah, they've been up all night Sippin' this water with somebody daughter, she take what I taught her and build on it Came in this game on that shit that they ain't in the cubbies later we still on it Niggas be hatin' on it Bitches be waitin' on it like a new season I better acre on it I put some paper on it like I'm loose leafin' Buying them assets Build me a cash net, I could fall in Look at my last bet Ain't gotta tip toe, ho, I'm all in Think on a level they can't fail, and I roll me a J' with the hate mail Been doing good on the merch sale, all this bread on me look like a bake sale Tell a young nigga what's really good, I be really good on a jaw jack Send her email about the bread, I'ma hit ya back with the call back [Chorus] I'm too cool for the ruse, baby, get off of me Never need no push, I do it all for me Keep a couple real haters, got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be Too true for the flex, baby, don't cap to me Drop fifty, bring one fifty right back to me Keep a couple real haters got 'em on call for me Money movin', got it in the market where it ought to be