4 Phones

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I got it on smash
 ♪
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it, the bag is close
 (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it, I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Niggas is cap for real
 Ain't seen a half a mill
 My bitch ass thick
 So real (So real)
 I was trappin' to
 Pay the bills (Woo)
 Money long need to
 Pick-up truck (Pick-up-trunk)
 Lotta hundreds
 You can't pick 'em up
 Gotta make sure
 My niggas rich (Rich)
 In the Tesla but
 I had to switch
 Niggas fraud,
 Really counterfeit
 (Counterfeit)
 Flip her over then
 She do a split
 They was lying but
 I'm really rich
 She be lying you
 Can't trust the bitch
 Want the money yeah
 The check that's it
 (That's it)
 Rubber bands all
 Around my wrist
 Broke niggas they
 Ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Shit)
 I was broke, had to
 Hit that lick (Lick)
 I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wraith,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 I'm all into Forbes
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Ain't gotta brag)
 She give me top
 At the red light (Red light)
 She get a bag if the head right
 Cuban links nigga iced out
 Pinky ring that's a lighthouse
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it,
 I had the ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Nigga the block is hot (Hot)
 My niggas they trap a lot (Trap)
 My bitch got the ass out (Ass out)
 Fuck her, she tap out
 My money don't max out
 (Max out)
 What is the cap about?
 These niggas they cap a lot
 I'm dropping the top on spot
 She ain't tryna fuck,
 Then she get kicked out
 Niggas keep talkin'
 They gon' get x-ed out
 Mama said don't have
 My house trapped out
 Got a little foreign,
 'Bout to blow the back out
 Too many shows, packed-out
 He keep talkin'
 He can bring the racks out
 New Lamb, now I'm
 About to back out
 Want a Porsche
 But that shit was sold out
 Run a lil check,
 There's no more relaxin'
 I brought the Rich,
 You bought the Rollie
 Bitch probably lyin',
 Said she don't know me
 I wanna ball like
 Better than Kobe
 100 racks, blue cheese
 That's on me
 We ain't friends,
 No you're not my homie
 Rich Forever we got tall racks
 Broke bitch better fall back (Lil bitch)
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check, but fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch, but fuck it,
 I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 
 I got it on smash
 ♪
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it, the bag is close
 (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it, I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Niggas is cap for real
 Ain't seen a half a mill
 My bitch ass thick
 So real (So real)
 I was trappin' to
 Pay the bills (Woo)
 Money long need to
 Pick-up truck (Pick-up-trunk)
 Lotta hundreds
 You can't pick 'em up
 Gotta make sure
 My niggas rich (Rich)
 In the Tesla but
 I had to switch
 Niggas fraud,
 Really counterfeit
 (Counterfeit)
 Flip her over then
 She do a split
 They was lying but
 I'm really rich
 She be lying you
 Can't trust the bitch
 Want the money yeah
 The check that's it
 (That's it)
 Rubber bands all
 Around my wrist
 Broke niggas they
 Ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Shit)
 I was broke, had to
 Hit that lick (Lick)
 I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wraith,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 I'm all into Forbes
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Ain't gotta brag)
 She give me top
 At the red light (Red light)
 She get a bag if the head right
 Cuban links nigga iced out
 Pinky ring that's a lighthouse
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it,
 I had the ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Nigga the block is hot (Hot)
 My niggas they trap a lot (Trap)
 My bitch got the ass out (Ass out)
 Fuck her, she tap out
 My money don't max out
 (Max out)
 What is the cap about?
 These niggas they cap a lot
 I'm dropping the top on spot
 She ain't tryna fuck,
 Then she get kicked out
 Niggas keep talkin'
 They gon' get x-ed out
 Mama said don't have
 My house trapped out
 Got a little foreign,
 'Bout to blow the back out
 Too many shows, packed-out
 He keep talkin'
 He can bring the racks out
 New Lamb, now I'm
 About to back out
 Want a Porsche
 But that shit was sold out
 Run a lil check,
 There's no more relaxin'
 I brought the Rich,
 You bought the Rollie
 Bitch probably lyin',
 Said she don't know me
 I wanna ball like
 Better than Kobe
 100 racks, blue cheese
 That's on me
 We ain't friends,
 No you're not my homie
 Rich Forever we got tall racks
 Broke bitch better fall back (Lil bitch)
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check, but fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch, but fuck it,
 I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 
 I got it on smash
 ♪
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it, the bag is close
 (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it, I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Niggas is cap for real
 Ain't seen a half a mill
 My bitch ass thick
 So real (So real)
 I was trappin' to
 Pay the bills (Woo)
 Money long need to
 Pick-up truck (Pick-up-trunk)
 Lotta hundreds
 You can't pick 'em up
 Gotta make sure
 My niggas rich (Rich)
 In the Tesla but
 I had to switch
 Niggas fraud,
 Really counterfeit
 (Counterfeit)
 Flip her over then
 She do a split
 They was lying but
 I'm really rich
 She be lying you
 Can't trust the bitch
 Want the money yeah
 The check that's it
 (That's it)
 Rubber bands all
 Around my wrist
 Broke niggas they
 Ain't talkin' 'bout shit (Shit)
 I was broke, had to
 Hit that lick (Lick)
 I'm thinkin' 'bout the Wraith,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 I'm all into Forbes
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Ain't gotta brag)
 She give me top
 At the red light (Red light)
 She get a bag if the head right
 Cuban links nigga iced out
 Pinky ring that's a lighthouse
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check,
 But fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch,
 But fuck it,
 I had the ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes
 (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 Nigga the block is hot (Hot)
 My niggas they trap a lot (Trap)
 My bitch got the ass out (Ass out)
 Fuck her, she tap out
 My money don't max out
 (Max out)
 What is the cap about?
 These niggas they cap a lot
 I'm dropping the top on spot
 She ain't tryna fuck,
 Then she get kicked out
 Niggas keep talkin'
 They gon' get x-ed out
 Mama said don't have
 My house trapped out
 Got a little foreign,
 'Bout to blow the back out
 Too many shows, packed-out
 He keep talkin'
 He can bring the racks out
 New Lamb, now I'm
 About to back out
 Want a Porsche
 But that shit was sold out
 Run a lil check,
 There's no more relaxin'
 I brought the Rich,
 You bought the Rollie
 Bitch probably lyin',
 Said she don't know me
 I wanna ball like
 Better than Kobe
 100 racks, blue cheese
 That's on me
 We ain't friends,
 No you're not my homie
 Rich Forever we got tall racks
 Broke bitch better fall back (Lil bitch)
 They know I got cash,
 I ain't gotta brag no more
 (Woo, woo, woo, what?)
 I play with the money,
 I just might go snatch the Ghost
 (I just might go snatch the Ghost)
 I run through the check, but fuck it,
 The bag is close (Bag is close)
 I don't want the bitch, but fuck it,
 I had the ho
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
 I made a hundred thousand
 In the same clothes (Same clothes)
 I drop a whole quarter,
 Now my neck froze
 (Neck froze, ice)
 Rich Forever,
 Put my team on (My team on)
 Think I'm still trappin',
 I got four phones
 

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Duration
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Tempo
142 BPM

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