Letra de Blame
Yeah
(WassupJP)
(AB, play them keys)
24KGoldn, shawty, I'm a fan of you
QRN
I just spent twenty-five hundred dollars on a Balenciaga purse for her

There ain't no way, you ain't proud of me
There ain't no way, I lost the 'Rarri key
I think they hate I came from poverty
All day "I'll pay" like monopoly
Project baby in designer, keep a cool hundred with him
Money counter on the count up, count a cool one-twenty
My neck and wrist, they shinin', you can't do nothin' with it
I'm all in traffic, Danny Phantom, who gon shoot something with me

My first safe was a shoe box
Thirty clip, I wrapped it up in tape so it could shoot out
We hustled all in the stu' house
Brand new wraith, catch me ridin' foreign while I'm out of bounds
Fettucine, I been gettin' more while I'm out of town
Lamborghini, passin' by your bitch I know I made her smile
"He ain't never give me", that's exactly how a hater sound
R.I.P. to Dump, 'cause all I know is take the paper route
Probably lost it all and got it back, trapped out a vacant house
My lil' dawg be tryna catch a hat, I told him "Chase the cash"
My other partner turned into rat, you can't erase the past
All day I'ma dream about the sack while swervin' in the 'Skat
Came up from the bottom and you saw me, you can't tell me that...

There ain't no way, you ain't proud of me
There ain't no way, I lost the 'Rarri key
I think they hate I came from poverty
All day "I'll pay" like monopoly
Project baby in designer, keep a cool hundred with him
Money counter on the count up, count a cool one-twenty
My neck and wrist, they shinin', you can't do nothin' with it
I'm all in traffic, Danny Phantom, who gon shoot something with me

Michael Jackson "Billie Jean" on the radio
Laughin' to the bank with candy paint on that Aventado'
Hundred thousand on the chain, private plane and foreign hoe
This the life, I wanna live, c-cash out on designer clothes
Jetski's in my Miami ocean, 'Fetti got my wrist so frozen
Codeine crazy, I done waste a eighthy on Amiri clothin'
Eighteen-hundred, I done made a eighteen on a Motorolla
Baby money, think you takin' something, I'ma put you under
Two-hundred, I done paid that and then I made back
Countin' money in a Maybach while shawty laid back
Burberry fit, it cost me eight stacks, you know that they cap
I cleaned the money off with Ajax, you can say that, uh

There ain't no way, you ain't proud of me
There ain't no way, I lost the 'Rarri key
I think they hate I came from poverty
All day "I'll pay" like monopoly
Project baby in designer, keep a cool hundred with him
Money counter on the count up, count a cool one-twenty
My neck and wrist, they shinin', you can't do nothin' with it
I'm all in traffic, Danny Phantom, who gon shoot something with me