B-Bankroll Got It (D-Diego) Keep my eye on the money, I'll never go broke See, I won't allow it Get to the racks, I never lie I don't own even trust my own accountant Ice like [?] audit Diamonds, they wet like Dory (Yeah) Dubbing these niggas like Laurie (Yeah) They always switch up the story (Yeah) Applyin' the pressure, nobody better Way up in the sky, bitch, it's all on my level Ricky my soul, all over my Gucci sweater We with the shit, my whole gang full of rebels I don't trust no one that dance with the devil If you ice up the face, gotta ice up the bezel If you ice up the face, gotta ice up the bezel Ayy, yeah, uh, okay yeah (Yeah, yeah) Okay, yeah (Yeah-yeah) Okay, yeah (Oh yeah) Okay, yeah (Yeah-yeah) Okay, yeah (Okay, skrrt) Okay, yeah (Okay, yeah) Okay, yeah (Okay, yeah, yeah) See, I drop the top on you niggas that ride right past, keys and push it (Let's go) Way too [?], say "Bye" But to the money, say "Hi" Chromeheart to these Matthew Williams, which one? Can't decide Walk in Dior, buy it all, don't care about the price My bitches so mad, these bitches so broke and bitter (Ew) Please take Sour Patch So then relax 'fore I take your nigga, I won't give him back Way up, way up, way up, I'm up (Yeah) Yeah, uh, okay yeah (Yeah, yeah) Okay, yeah (Yeah-yeah) Okay, yeah (Oh yeah) Okay, yeah (Yeah-yeah) Okay, yeah (Okay, skrrt) Okay, yeah (Okay, yeah) Okay, yeah (Okay, yeah, yeah)