als

Rockin' so much ice back in the day, ALS sponsored me
I could give a fuck about that bitch and what she want from me
I just get my cash, stay out the way, yeah, honestly
You ain't know me, bitch, look me up
I'm the prophecy

And why ain't you hatin'? Your bitch, I'm her favorite
I'm gettin' money, yeah, constantly
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, feel good, yeah, on top of me
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, feel good, smokin' broccoli

We got sticks, huh
Pop the stuck off of it
I got bitches, huh, they gon pop and top me

Look at my wrist
Got all these bands fallin' off it
I'm fuckin' rich and you still workin' in that office

Yeah, buddy
I got cash, ha, ha, ha, I got cash money
Ball till we fall out
Ball till I'm fallin' out
With the gang gang, every day, we gon ball out
Till we fall out

And I just rock out
I'm what she want now
I put that shit on, yeah, I look flyer than most now
I feel like Kodak or somethin', I'm drivin' boats 'round
I feel like Kodak 'cause they let me drive the boat now

What she want? Uh, yeah, want my cock
I got bands, huh, yeah, got a lot
I got bands, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got a lot, got a lot, got a lottttt

Rockin' so much ice back in the day, ALS sponsored me
I could give a fuck about that bitch and what she want from me
I just get my cash, stay out the way, yeah, honestly
You ain't know me, bitch, look me up
I'm the prophecy

And why ain't you hatin'? Your bitch, I'm her favorite
I'm gettin' money, yeah, constantly
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, feel good, yeah, on top of me
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, feel good, smokin' broccoli