I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw What the business is keep minds on Allah Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole Promise never fold, Money never fold Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow Whippin on that slow Hoppin out that ghost With a hundred chains on this industry is cold Fuck them niggas song Everything we saw Made it out the corner, I'm fifty racks a show Whippin on that stove Got my money grown money Orders to my brother, ice got em all hung Hustle in my bones Better watch your tone Niggas catch your life just for talkin on that phone We get it on our own Now everythin we own Tell em stop smalls talkin, all my money grown Mansion on my own Coke boy talk Made it out the bottom, out the bottom like I told em I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw What the business is keep minds on Allah Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole Promise never fold, Money never fold Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow Promise never fold (aah) And my money never fold (aah) Made it to the top like I told em (aah) Let em keep talkin I'mma show em (aah) That I'mma bring to any nigga that want it- Ooh devil wants my soul Self made millionaire! no nigga I owe Made it out that hole, now watch a nigga ball 24 chains, 24k gold High School to the Pros, ballin like lebron Would not, young niggas tressin, goin hard Came up I was poor, now rosé I pour And I ain't scared of shit nigga I pray to God I ain't ever dying broke If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going broke Everything you seen been the realist shit you saw What the business is keep minds on Allah Devil want my soul, Bitches turn me cold Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a pole Promise never fold, Money never fold Gettin money fast, watchin niggers dying slow

Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Gotta light the shisha, then we pass the Chardonnay Poppin' bottles we ain't leaving till the morning Let me see you put your lighters in the air Shorty wine up on my body like you want it She movin' fast, she winin' slow She tellin' me, that she's ready to go I'm spendin' cash, Geronimo When Massari in the party make the club go Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Watching me, watching me like a movie in a club We run tings, you know a big tings we run Rock wit me, rock wit me, got'cha body burnin' up Push it back on me, touching me Like you wanna give it up, And I wanna, pull you 'pon your waist You'll never wanna leave, I got you right where you wanna be, And I know, tonight I'm gonna make you fall in love with me, Girl I'll be makin' your body scream Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom (Montana!) I got what you want, pull up and stunt Right right looking like first of the month I'm talkin' forty a feature Bad bitch on the shisha Everyday we cash out, smoke smokin' that Keisha High 'til the morning, bad bitch I'm showin' it Watch 'em land on the charts Came up fresh out the corner You know I talk like a pimp With the Ghost like a mac Takin' off like Kemp, play that post like Shaq Cold fever from money, Morocco when sunny Quarter mill on the wheel Thirty chains on my stomach Got plenty to smoke, champagne for the pain Doin' doin' the most, you know we runnin' the game Whoa, Whoa Drinks in the air, like everybody feel like Whoa, Whoa Everybody hands in the sky like We run the night like Whoa, Whoa Drum beating harder than the Congo She drop it down low Whoa, Whoa Up on the seats sayin' watch me now Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom bom bom Bom ba-ba-bom bom bom

I don't want peace I want problems, always Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye-ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti, han) Ehhhn (Montana) I feel blessed (ayy, ayy) If you broke, gotta mind your business (uh-huh) Catch me on an island, eating lobsters with the shooters Haters in the crib like Ray J with the noodles Finesse, self-made boss, gotta make a toast Out of everyone I lost, I miss myself the most Shawty feel blessed, Montana spoil me I do it out of love, pay me back in loyalty (I feel blessed) like Johnny Depp She was higher than the gas price, no stress (han) Yeah, she killed the spot, I was a witness If you ain't talking money, she don't speak English Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye-ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ge-ge ti) Ama shana e go bright o (ye-ye) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ooh, oh Tonight, tonight I just wanna party and me, on ice Yeah, I'm chilling with the good boys, my guys You don't wanna mess with my grind, on Christ Kini, kini, koko? (Koko) Woni, woni, kiloshele gangan? Why I dey gbese like Poco? (Poco) I got girls all around in a drop top Bad girl say she wan Netflix and chill (ooh, yeah) So, I ja ticket, give am warning (yeah) If you fall in love, girl e certain (yeah) You go chop breakfast, I'm not capping (yeah) Can you see dribble? Amokachi (yeah) I'm not faking this, no fugazzi (yeah) You see, these feelings I'm not catching (yeah) Ọmọ ọpẹ, stand fit, I just won dey (Montana) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ye ye) Ama shana, e go bright o (ge-ge ti) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Ah, finesse (ge-ge ti) If I broke na my business (ge-ge ti) Ama shana, e go bright o (ye-ye) Folake for the night o (ge-ge ti) Finesse, finesse, finesse