top Now you see it now you dont, im the sickest on the block And i get it from my pops, Ya papa was a rollin stone Wherever he put his gun, that was his
(feat. J.R. Writer) [Hell Rell:] Okay, I'm all about my money bitch Hell Rell, I'm all about my money [Verse 1: Hell Rell] Yo, blow money in large
[Hook:] Bitches think our money grow on trees Cuz they see the kinda paper that I blow on V's Get a Bentley (Let's go) Cop a Porsche (Let's go) Bring
Ruger, Rell, Dipset I like cars, clothes, jewelry But I got a gun fetish man, Rugers at that You know what I'm rockin' out with [Hook:] I got Rugers
