Whole lotta money on me right now, it ain't no cappin'
We geeked in the backseat with the 45, one false move and he blastin'
He sayin', "Neighborhood, what's crackin'?"
I need like 10 purple pounds, bitch we taxin'
How lil Quando came up, they keep on askin'
From the trenches to being famous, that's what's happenin'
Haters tryna f*ck my name up, I'm laughin'
I know I'm bout to f*ck the game up, it's closed casket
I told them folks I need like 10, 10, 10
For a show I need like 10, 10, 10
For that bag of dope I need like 10, 10, 10
On my lil hoe I spent like 10, 10, 10
I'm in Beverly Hills with a bad bitch
I know they angry at me cause I'm mad rich
A year ago I was average, got 21 no savage
Anything she want, she can have it
And that pistol on me, I ain't lacking
These niggas so fake, they be cappin when they rappin
Two bad bitches, house in Decatur
I go to Ruth Chris' just to f*ck the waiter
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Gotta go hard, ain't nobody greater
In the five-star, in the elevator
In Los Angeles ballin like the Lakers
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hello?
Hey Quan, [?]
Hell naw, nigga
Run it by me [?]
For a verse or for a show, I told you niggas I need 10
I need like 10, 10, 10
I told you niggas I need 10, 10, 10
For a show I need like 10, 10, 10
For that bag of dope I need like 10, 10, 10
On my lil hoe I spent like 10, 10, 10
I need like 10, I need like 10, I need like 10, I need like 10
I need like 10, I need like 10, I need like 10
I need like 10, I need like 10, I need like 10, 10, 10
I need like 10, 10, 10
I need like 10, 10, 10
I need like 10, 10, 10
I swear I need like 10