Bash Money

[00:02.50] Griselda

[00:05.50] FLYGOD

[00:06.75] Ayo, Prada nylons on, don't speak to God unless you speakin' life

[00:11.00] Shootin' shit up but couldn't read or write (Brrt)

[00:12.75] Casablanca silks with the kilt (Ah)

[00:15.24] Wore his conehead backwards, cut the eyes out, left his shit tilt (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[00:18.49] Meanwhile, I'm back of a Cullinan, Buckingham

[00:22.50] One hand shootin', I steered the M with the other hand (Skrrt)

[00:26.49] Remember no one is big enough to go alone

[00:31.75] Ayo, strive for blessings, four pounds in Vivienne West's (Ah)

[00:35.25] Project stoves definin' my essence

[00:37.74] They praisin' my presencе, doors up on the Teslas

[00:40.75] Fiends fallin' out, sayin' FLYGOD is thеy shepherd

[00:44.01] I had the best fiends drive in from Canmore (Ah)

[00:47.50] I buy an S, you buy an S, switch the colors, have Benz wars

[00:51.01] Remember no one is big enough to go alone

[00:58.50] Karate with the stars, nigga

[01:01.25] Got my feet kicked up that far, nigga

[01:03.50] Black belt, Balenciaga jeans, yeah, it's soft denim

[01:06.50] Got the bulge in 'em, that's all cheese, Sargento

[01:10.25] Got the new spot, glass house, that's all windows

[01:13.25] I be starin' out 'em all day lookin' for God's signals

[01:15.75] Starin' out into my driveway at the different car symbols

[01:19.49] All big bodies with soft guts like scar tissue

[01:23.25] These funny cats'll Garfield you

[01:25.00] I just let this chopper ring, won't even phone bill you

[01:27.49] Long money, long magazine, long pistol

[01:29.50] These Celine tall Timbs is mean, short temper

[01:33.50] Ah yes, money talk givin' niggas little man complex

[01:38.75] Four finger rings will limit hand to hand contact

[01:41.99] Tunechi 3K, three bad bitches with me, booty beefcake

[01:44.74] My homie in the back masked up like lucha libre (Baow), uh

[01:47.75] All black nina, call her dark and lovely

[01:51.75] Feds took my gold one, I cried like they took my daughter from me

[01:54.75] You don't know the half of it, bullets givin' c-sections

[01:58.25] Split niggas in half for me, on codeine, I'm a crash dummy

[02:01.76] Big dog, get swallowed down to my last puppy

[02:05.25] I could make your Kim, Kourtney, Khloe do the dash for me

[02:07.75] Young Money, Cash Money, uh, blast for me

[02:10.50] Throw some money on the dancer, make some money dance for me

[02:14.25] Mula