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[Chorus]
I see the money, I see the riches
I can't help myself
I see the vision, I gotta mission
Ain't asking for help
I gotta chop, I gotta stick
Play, you goin' to hell
I gotta shooter, he in the cut
But don't call 12
If they catch for the shit that I did
There won't be no bail
She just found out that I ain't human
She don't know what I am
Mark Cuban, the way I'm selling these drugs
Come get you a gram
[Verse 1]
Everytime she begging for the dick and I give it, she gonna yell
Everytime I drive so fast, she fall to her knees and she melt
Yeah, I put wedding cake up in this blunt, she like how it smell
Uhh, I could tell who real and who gon' tell
Yeah, bro just hopped out the whip, he ready to catch a body
Uhh, that ain't regular water bitch, I heard you sipping on molly
Been the one and I been on this shit, you could go check the stats
Way ahead of my time, yeah I'm the one doing laps
Ghost like Usain Bolt, cause I'm doin' track
[Chorus]
I see the money, I see the riches
I can't help myself
I see the vision, I gotta mission
Ain't asking for help
I gotta chop, I gotta stick
Play, you goin' to hell
I gotta shooter, he in the cut
But don't call 12
If they catch for the shit that I did
There won't be no bail
She just found out that I ain't human
She don't know what I am
Mark Cuban, the way I'm selling these drugs
Come get you a gram
[Verse 2]
Bruh just put a Patek on his wrist, you know how it go
Yeah, I'm so focused, I can't trip bout no fuckin' ho
Yeah, bitch just found out I'm the one, but she gon' keep that shit on the low
I'm in a striker now, yeah, I come strike you down
My shooter keep 100 rounds
Bitch you could bet on me
Bitch you could bet on me
I told you, I'm goin up now
I told you, I'm goin up now
Can't go out like no fuckin' ho, I'm keeping a draco
Send that drop, get that drop, and you better lay low
[Chorus]
I see the money, I see the riches
I can't help myself
I see the vision, I gotta mission
Ain't asking for help
I gotta chop, I gotta stick
Play, you goin' to hell
I gotta shooter, he in the cut
But don't call 12
If they catch for the shit that I did
There won't be no bail
She just found out that I ain't human
She don't know what I am
Mark Cuban, the way I'm selling these drugs
Come get you a gram
Produced by Hecto
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap