WhatUFind ft. FastLaneZi Lyrics

I got another thousand dollars on the floor, where the fuck you at

You still worry about that play where I got it at

Got two thumbs on his phone, where he like to cap

We all started from the bottom, but I left the trap

A quarterback in the field, I was never sacked

I just pitched the ball to my bro, cause he the running back

He ain't running shit, bitch, I'm the running back

He threw the ball in the air, so I'm snagging that

Running like a wide receiver, bitch, I'm catching that

I don't even want her Cory , bro, I'm passing that

If you got a check, best believe I'm having that

If your bitch staring, just know I'll have to smash that

Cough, cough on the bitch, cause it's so cold

I had to get on that bitch, just like Frozone

She really tryna blow me big like a trombone

Tryna make this money every day off a old phone

This bitch tryna fuck on me, I said, go home

Wrist, work so light, it got a ringtone

They tryna do what I do, but it's not known

That bitch is looking real bad, she finna get me dome

I told the bitch to shut it up, don't wanna hear her moan

But at the top, I'm with the ice like a snow cone

She said that she like the V-Lone, cause she ain't got no friends

She wanted somebody to hold it down to the fucking end

I'm at the ATM, tryna punch another Bin

But Last year, I took so many losses, all I know is win

But if I said that shit once, I could say it again

Across over Tokyo like I'm Jeremy Lin

Shoot this nigga outside with a FandN

Finna take the air out his body like a KandN

I cannot slide if you're not a 10

My lil' bro's 17, but they gon' let him in

You and that bitch right there, somethin' like twins

But it's okay, get the bottle, sippin' juice and gin

Smokin' goods, ZA nigga, I'm the weed captain

Overseas with your bitch, Aigh Aigh, captain

Making bank every day, I play for the Mavericks

The pape I make on a day it is not average