Lyrics
Put your money where your mouth is
Oh shit
No, I know you out your motherfuckin’ mind, bruh
She get a million likes, but nobody like the bitch in real life
We still remember what that ass was built like (she alright)
I’m Biggie and Puff combined, at least that’s what I feel like
They said Belly used to shoot, I said, “Bitch, I still might”
I remember what being broke smell like, desperate felt like
That’s some shit I pray I never feel twice
Boy, this shit deceivin’
Frozen water on me drippin’ like my wrist is bleedin’
I know you bitches need it (need it)
You can say I’m confident, cocky, or just conceited
Said she heard some shit about me, I said, “Bitch, believe it” (bitch)
Yeah, let me pick up where I left off, on the ledge
Living on the edge ’til I stepped off, ugh
I was on beans and the lean (lean)
Whole team tried to intervene
That’s what I was on (that’s what I was on)
I was on the scene gettin’ seen (seen)
The gold teeth gleaming
I’m a demon with these diamonds on (with these diamonds on)
(Demon) I need pills for the thrill
Got no chill when I take the shit that I be on (I be on)
But if you felt how I feel
You would probably spend a quarter mil’ on the ambiance
Van Nuys where I land, fly
Shanghai collar can’t pop it, ’cause I’m anti
Mankind mama, bystander you should stand by
Gang ties, we ain’t on the same side
Got it out the mud like a landslide
Kept on, selling off the landline
Stepped on, still that shit blew up just like a landmine
Ball and fuck a halftime, all in for the last time
You don’t got the salary, capsized, the captain lay capsized, and oh
Nightmare, no more nap time
They jump ship and come back baptized
Like our Father, forgive my sins, that’s a tall order (whoa)
Fuck a dollar, you don’t never keep it four quarters (hey)
I was on beans and the lean (lean)
Whole team tried to intervene
That’s what I was on (that’s what I was on)
I was on the scene gettin’ seen (seen)
The gold teeth gleaming
I’m a demon with these diamonds on (with these diamonds on)
(Demon) I need pills for the thrill
Got no chill when I take the shit that I be on (I be on)
But if you felt how I feel
You would probably spend a quarter mil’ on the ambiance
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