STNA - Blacc Zacc, Cook LaFlare

This money man

This money just comin' in man

Ayy, fast fast, ayy

Ayy, foreign whip go fast fast, ayy

They think they poppin', I’m gettin' the last laugh, ayy

Ayy, ayy, fast cash, ayy

I’m hittin' the scene, I’m gettin' that fast cash, ayy, ayy

Think I’m last laugh, ayy, ayy

Ayy, fast fast, ayy

Ayy, foreign whip go fast fast, ayy

It’s a new world, call it jugg USA

I got a lot of clients like the STNA

I pour a four up of that Morton 'cause that codeine delicious

These broke birds all thick, they lovin' hip hop bitches

They tryna spend my bag

I just give that bitch some dick and tell her get in her bag

If that bitch real she might get them paper tags

Ayy, ayy, I’m gon' get the last laugh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I was broke as fuck, them hoes ain’t fuck with us

Now my pockets up, them hoes can’t speak to us

Now it’s model hoes, them hoes is week to us

We don’t fuck with broke bitches, them hoes can’t leech off us

Disrespect me, come see your parents, this shit get deep with us

We took off on them fuck niggas hatin', they didn’t believe in us

Sip that codeine straight out the bottle, I didn’t need the cup

My bitch done leveled up on her friends, and now she so in love

Cold cold cold cold cold cold world

I’m just floating on my wave like the black pearl

Ayy, when it’s my time, I hope god take my soul

I know niggas coming home who was up the road

It’s a new world, call it jugg USA

I got a lot of clients like the STNA

I pour a four up of that Morton 'cause that codeine delicious

These broke birds all thick, they lovin' hip hop bitches

They tryna spend my bag

I just give that bitch some dick and tell her get in her bag

If that bitch real she might get them paper tags

Ayy, ayy, I’m gon' get the last laugh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I got a bad yellow bitch, she got an ass like Deelishis

Strap a brick up on her tit and put that ho on a mission

Pour a four up out that pint, I’m tryna fuck up my kidneys

On the perc ten, got a nigga tweakin' and itchin'

She tryna spend my bag

If that bitch real she might get a brand new Jag

It ain’t nothin', ten thousand on a Birkin bag

I got all this cash ayy, foreign whip go fast ayy

Spent two hundred cash ayy, ayy, ayy

We was broke as fuck, now nigga look at us

Sprintin' to them racks, I had to run it up

Think I signed with DJ Khaled, all these keys with us

They was talkin' down but now they wanna be with us

It’s a new world, call it jugg USA

I got a lot of clients like the STNA

I pour a four up of that Morton 'cause that codeine delicious

These broke birds all thick, they lovin' hip hop bitches

They tryna spend my bag

I just give that bitch some dick and tell her get in her bag

If that bitch real she might get them paper tags

Ayy, ayy, I’m gon' get the last laugh

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy