Moneyhill - Sprinter

This beat's called sprinter, this beat's called sprinter
So I'ma, so I'ma
Yeah, I run on the beat like a track meet yeah
And I'm tired, these rappers wanna test me yeah
Cause baby you just do not know me, you just do not know me
You just do not know me
Cause I, sing on this beat like falsetto
And I can ball on these rappers like Melo
Spotted the baby, say hello
Stay on the hunt when i'm grinding
Uh, what you brought in
Tell me why you wildin'
I just found your baby and I heard she's got some mileage
Uh, I'm ballin', baby girl I'm ballin'
Got me to the crib and I'm getting to the solvents
Bitch, what you think about these rappers on my wave
Coming to the fucking section and they all up in my face
I'm just tryna' start a movement, tryna' slap a little bass
And I can't help but think that your ass is here to shake
Uh, I like to move around these rappers like a track star
And I been riding round the city in a fast car
I could understand why they would wanna act hard
Slaughter these bitches and put em' on Worldstar
Back on the beat like I'm Kobe (Kobe)
Shoot with the left, like Ginobli (Ginobli)
Stick on my right, yeah that's Kobe, yeah that's my Kobe
Yeah that's my Kobe
Roley, bust down a roley
Step in the party these bitches all on me
Step in the party these bitches all on me
Step up in the party, what the fuck you tryna' do
We step up in the party, we be mobbing with the crew
And this ain't Drizzy Drake, but you know what Imma do
And I know my bitches ten's, and they all come in two's (I know)
The way we moving, we just hit the lotto
And we've been putting in the work, the cash is soon to follow
And I been only whippin' foreigns, like my name is Fivio
They been calling me the best, like you don't think that I know
Yeah bitch said I know that
Got money on my dash
I run into the studio and flip another bag
Yeah I run into this baby, and I'm already getting smashed
Throwin' hunnids for the chasers, they deserve a couple racks (yeah they do)
Yeah, they deserve a couple racks
Ain't worried about the spending, my accountant handles that
And I'm only 18 still I'm only spitting facts
And I know they hate me cause I'm only spending cash (yeah)
Yeah, this one for the VP
Yeah for the VP

Written by:
Jack Buckles, Joshua Martin, Quincy Pate, Tristan Waddell

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