5500, got it ready to go
And my niggas can't fade it, got 'em ready to blow, ay
5500, got it ready to go
And my niggas can't fade it, got 'em ready to blow, yeah
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Two racks in the whip, we gon take it up to space
Niggas always be on dicks so I dip without a trace
And I know that they gon' switch so I'm solo every day
Smoke the game up like a zip then I blow it in they face
I got 5500 in the safe tucked
Keep stacking my chips cause I'm just tryna get away, bruh
Nigga, I got 5500 in the safe tucked
Keep stacking my chips cause I'm just tryna get away, bruh
Yeah, keep stacking my chips
'Cause all my niggas got it we all tryna just get rich
Do a lil diggin', bag get spotted, you know Veil bе chasing it
Workin' that shit
Till it get solid, just so that you can't forget that
Watch me fall back, you know I still ain't gon' call back
Know shе saw that, now I move around in all black
I do it easy, but that's right for who can see me
Well believe me, we goin' so breezy, we goin' so breezy
Money, money, money on my mind, never sleep
I just pray to God you keepin' it 100 when we speak
I don't trust niggas, step back, James Harden, I don't pump fake
Thinkin' back on other nights these bitches kept me up late, damn
Day and night, selling drugs
I got redveil right behind me and we countin' bands
All my life, this rap shit was never in the plan
But I need 5500 in my fuckin' hands
Yeah, look, I said nigga, bring that 55 back
I'm with Gio in the cut, we countin' 55 racks
They not really up with us, we doin' everything they lack
Shawty hit my line for nothin', no I ain't gon' call back
Yeah, nigga bring that 55 back
I'm with Gio in the cut, we countin' 55 racks
They not really up with us, we doin' everything they lack
Shawty hit my line for nothin', no I ain't gon' call back
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