Swap the Vin E

Ooh, I love money. Yeah, plug up the price, had to take 'em Off. The bitch too bad, had to take her Down. Stand on the block, leave a hundred rounds. The trap at the spotlight, in and out. Need help, count it up, I keep losing count. Every time I make a profit, it's a big Amount. I'ma still flood the hood, never seen a Drought. They got lost tryna follow on the money Route. Cash in the bag, it's a hundred bands. Too many racks in my pants, can't fit it In. I blow it and you know I get It back again. I never left, but they sayin' That I'm back again. When we step, it be Just me and twin. Me and the Glock stay Together, we kin. SRT on my dash, I never had a Benz. Lil' youngin gon' switch the body, swap the VIN. Might fuck on that bitch and her friend. All this water on me, I be drenched. How you broke? It don't make no sense. And I put like two spikes in a government. I might swap out a thot for a bad Bitch. I might buy a new watch with the Backend. Every time the trap lit, it's a pack In. They throwin' shots, but they brickin' like Shaq In. They tryna see how that we get that Mack in. They come to the block, gotta tap In. Yeah, this shit can get drastic. We still trappin' bows out the pantry. Hit that spot, make it flip like gymnastics. We scale it, wrap it, then we pack it. Big Glizzy came with the jacket. These diamonds hittin', tell 'em, "Grab it." Watch how quick we turn 'em to a pack. We get 'em whacked. I hit that bitch in The coupe, tell her lay back. No, I don't play that. She gotta give me That ASAP. She know I'm dope, she just relapsed. Psyched out by that money, need rehab. Strike out on that ho, make her take a Cab. Yeah, this money be dirty, it need a Bath. And these diamonds be wet, I might need A towel. Got to ballin' now, these niggas tryna Foul. Need no stylist, I put this shit on In style. They ain't solid, 'cause where them niggas Now? When this shit got too hard, them niggas... Yeah, plug up the price, had to take 'em Off. The bitch too bad, had to take her Down. Stand on the block, leave a hundred rounds. The trap at the spotlight, in and out. Need help, count it up, I keep losing count. Every time I make a profit, it's a big Amount. I'ma still flood the hood, never seen a Drought. They got lost tryna follow on the money Route. Cash in the bag, it's a hundred bands. Too many racks in my pants, can't fit it In. I blow it and you know I get It back again. I never left, but they sayin' That I'm back again. When we step, it be Just me and twin. Me and the Glock stay Together, we kin. SRT on my dash, I never had a Benz. Lil' youngin gon' switch the body, swap the VIN. Ooh, I love money.