Young Misty
$223,000 Money In my bank account
[Verse]
I got a lot of money, got 223,000 in my bank account
I'm dissing on the wack rappers, they come around
I don’t fuck with the haters, 'cause they keep accusing
They broke and they don't have a rap career of music
Them n***as need grammar, but I keep getting riches
And they need a job for the money and bitches
But I’m a rapper, I don't even care about the haters, they care about wack stuff
Dab somethin', got an Uzi and I'ma bang 'em
Free Lil Wayne and Lil Uzi Vert, they got money, 'cause of the hot tracks
They gon' burn you and then they gon' get the haters some naps
I am all that fame
And we n***as rapping fire, we get bitches
There’s only a bitch dating a fuck-boy, they snitches
Them pussy n***as acting like they crippin’
They only suck milk, free Lil Yachty and Lil Pump, bitch!
But I got hotter tracks than these hatin' pussy n***as
They ain’t do shit to me, fuck it, they got no Uzi n***a
Ima kill you try me I'm gonna make you touch her booty n***a
I fuck your hair and then rip it apart like a pussy n***a
Lambo car, you know I got bars
They are retard, you n***as ain't got no cars
N***a ain't dissing on my stars, he ain’t going hard
Any n***a fuckin' try me I will get my tard
And we ain't friending any fuck n***as
They shooting up you better duck n***a
You tryna roast me but you get slumped n***a
Me and my gang shot him then we laid him in that trunk n***a
I [?] bitch that's all I got
N***a you thought I was finished with your thot
I'm really tall, and higher but I don't need to weight a ton
For you n***as think I'm lacking go and show me, son!
Police always at my fuckin' house
I really hate this shit, I'm really rapping, what this is about
I really having this hate that it's in dividends
Well if there's money in yo' head me and YBN will fuckin' get it man
[Outro]
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