Overseas Currency

Bitcoin been dippin' I buy that shit urgently
I put a bag into overseas currency
That nigga trippin', he said he ain't heard of me
He can't make me no money so that shit ain't hurtin' me
Riding in sport mode, I skrt on these niggas
That nigga he stupid he think he can fuck wit me
She wanted a Goyard, I put her in double C
Lil bitch imma big dawg, don't do what a monkey see
Uh, ride in a V8, i'm racin'
Uh, I see them lights, imma take 'em
Uh, she said that she love me, stop fakin', uh
You would think he my son like I raised 'em
Bitch i'm up now, he dried up like a raisin
And they know i'm a boss like i'm president Reagan
Give my brother a hand, no I can't leave him hangin'
Before I even had racks these niggas was hatin'
Okay
I had to stay down a couple months, i really watched them racks go to the moon
Shawdy a scholar, I logged in her zoom
Put the Hemi in sport mode when i'm in the mood
5 star came over, she slurped me like soup
No she can't stay the night, she get the boot
She can keep callin', i'm chasin' the loot
Her last nigga he know I get money, that pill hard to chew
I can't go broke, that's a local emergency
I'm way too far in the race, he can't hurdle me
I be gettin' these racks way too fast, you can't turtle me
Get your ear up off the street, nigga go online and search me
And I stay with some shooters for niggas tryna dirt me
RickyRick be too sharp, so these niggas can't work me
And my brodie too shiesty, you know that he twerk heat
And that nigga be hurt cause his girlfriend wan flirt me
Bitcoin been dippin' I buy that shit urgently
I put a bag into overseas currency
That nigga trippin', he said he ain't heard of me
He can't make me no money so that shit ain't hurtin' me
Riding in sport mode, I skrt on these niggas
That nigga he stupid he think he can fuck wit me
She wanted a Goyard, I put her in double C
Lil bitch imma big dawg, don't do what a monkey see
Uh, ride in a V8, i'm racin'
Uh, I see them lights, imma take 'em
Uh, she said that she love me, stop fakin', uh
You would think he my son like I raised 'em
Bitch i'm up now, he dried up like a raisin
And they know i'm a boss like i'm president Reagan
Give my brother a hand, no I can't leave him hangin'
Before I even had racks these niggas was hatin'