SECC - DOORS UP

Frog eyes, suicide doors
Minimize, Gucci galore
Stacking, stacking, stacking
Fifty, fifty, fifty
I ain't really tryna spend on Fendi, Fendi
Cause I got all of my brothers wimmie, wimmie
Hellcats pulling up in every city
Frog eyes, suicide doors
Minimize, Gucci galore
Stacking, stacking, stacking
Fifty, fifty, fifty
I ain't really tryna spend on Fendi, Fendi
Cause I got all of my brothers wimmie, wimmie
Hellcats pulling up in every city
Whipping, whipping, whipping
Up in the kitchen, kitchen, kitchen
All of this money that I was getting, man I wish I would've put it in business
All these gold diggers man they be fishing
Essay fire you up he counting the chicken
All these fake supporters up in my mentions
They going say that I did it
I'll be lying if I say I'm from trenches
The trenches turn the killers into something vicious
They fire you up and turn you into some brisket
For the money fame I ain't really going risk it
Tryna get about eight zeros in the bank account in the money I'm swimming
Tryna see my name in the billboards with the greats so you know that I'm winning
Frog eyes, suicide doors
Minimize, Gucci galore
Stacking, stacking, stacking
Fifty, fifty, fifty
I ain't really tryna spend on Fendi, Fendi
Cause I got all of my brothers wimmie, wimmie
Hellcats pulling up in every city
If them labels be looking at me, talking a million know my family getting some
I ain't ever been the type to run, locked in making hits for fun
Unwrap the AMG's and the Hellcats we spin the city
Once you see the blood and sweat and tears I promise that you going believe me
Fool me once you can't fool me twice you a traitor now
My circle done got so small bring the microscope it ain't no more zooming out
From rapping at the wall you look up then you see the crowd
All them the hours in the studio man I promise y'all the the fire coming down
1500 blow it on some shoes now, put it in the stock and make a hunnid thou
SRT paid in cash mama proud, manifest that everything going happen now
Started from the G but you that I'm T'd up and I'm E'd up
When the caddy pushing it going freeze up
While we spinning Hellcat all 21
Frog eyes, suicide doors
Minimize, Gucci galore
Stacking, stacking, stacking
Fifty, fifty, fifty
I ain't really tryna spend on Fendi, Fendi
Cause I got all of my brothers wimmie, wimmie
Hellcats pulling up in every city

Written by:
Nana Mensah

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