Surf - Whole Lotta Lyrics

Cartier lens
I want this money i dont need a bitch
Pull up in benz with 0 the tint
Can't even tell what car he was in

I need all my money 100 percent
I looked at my feet i was walking on rick
I looked at my plate i was eating yo rent
I thought i saw 12 i was fleeing the scene
I walked in this bitch and i'm keeping yo shit

Too many opps in the scene gotta go
Too many thots give me top like a stove
Dont hate on me that's just how the game goes
I pay for the shooter get dropped on the low

I play with my money dont play with my soul
I pray for the opps cause i promise the karma gon come
And i promise it aint finna fold

I pray for the gang
I pray for the bros
I pray for my brother i pray for my sister
I pray for my granny
I pray for my pappy

Counting this money be making me happy
They wanna stop me it aint finna happen

I was down bad when i first met cashy
Now i got cash and the whole gang snapping
He like to act but he dont want no action
Number 1 soldier i need a medallion

I was in school never skipping my classes
Now its burberry ad fendi the glasses
Round of applause when the pistols get clapping
All that i wanted was me a lil baddie

I hit the road did a show in the O
Had to wake up and get me some kekes
I want a mclaren i want me some diamonds
I want a whole mouth full of VV

She moved out the city
She already crying
She tell me she dont wanna leave me

You already got it
You dont need no help
So baby tell me how do you need me

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