[Intro:]
(Firemane)
(Dream, this shit go dummy)

[Verse: Zelly ocho]
I know how it feels just to loose it all
You gone loose it all you better hold them
Money on my mind I bought two tone Glocks
Yea Props yea, for my pop yea uh
Yea I'm getting guap yea uh
Can't let that money stop
Stop stop yea stop stop talking stop talking to me
Stop talking to me and they stop walking with me
They stop walking with me stop walking with me
They stop walking me(Stop) Ima stop em n***a
Ima stop em, they can't be us stop it(Woah)
Who's gon stop us, 1400 vlad
Who imposters? money on mind stacking lots of it(Stop)
And they see us balling(Stop), they tryna block us(Stop)
That Glock turnt on me yea it'll stop ya
And my bitch too bad I'm taking her shopping
Birkin bag ain't got it but I'm on the way to one
Rocking Balenci in the trap, fuck around and shoot it up
I just stop em' stop stop stop stop em'(Stop)
Pull up on ya I got a mop, young n***a high I got acid
I just threw money on my bitch she's a dancer
She's shaking that ass as it claps
Woah that stick go up made it clap
I got a stick in the stu I'm a trapper
Pull up with Suave we smoke you like cancer
I got my bitch with me it don't matter
Wherever we at, wherever we go
Any day really could be your last, Any day really could die so fast
Pocket got big and they had to get fatter
She wanna fuck but I told her it don't matter
My bitch in the house and she's really way badder
I'm feeling bad we gone turn him to Casper