[Chorus]
I make getting high music
That's just what I do
Run a couple blues up, spend it on a coupe
I don't do no handouts now, my change loose
If you got this rich n***a you would change too

[Verse 1]
Always knew I'd make it here; I just had to change lanes
Went rick on my glasses had to change frames
Way before I started, yeah, they called me crazy
Nowadays they yearly pay a weak day for me
Look at my bank account that shit look make-believe
Chillin' in the 6 singin' hella maple leaves
I ain't go to college, I ain't need no degree
N***as stealing swag still not even close to me
Why the fuck you cryin' shoulda never told you nun'
Silky in my songs told 'em how to hold a gun
N***as switched up swear to god don't owe you nun'
Act like you ain't going, we both know you folded up

[Bridge]
Bank going stupid
In the club, and we too lit
Yeah we making movies
Shopping sprees, listening to NewJeans
Double R coupe' yeah its too clean
Told her bring a friend, its a two peat
Said she got a twin that's a three peat
She wants make it 10 [?]
Now we in the club smoking zaza
CMB we live like we got mob ties
Favorite eater told her come to my town
Tape on the way, yeah, it drops soon
All my bitches fly check they closet
These n***as on my dick please leave yo closet
I die behind my shit I cannot forfeit
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[Chorus]
I make getting high music
That's just what I do
Run a couple blues up, spend it on a coupe
I don't do no handouts now, my change loose
If you got this rich n***a you would change too