Spaz Out

1800 (Sippin' dirty Fanta) , I'm a damn gunner (Run up, you don't really wanna, don't you)
A fucking Road Runner (34k)
Got a stick with a whole 100
Nigga you don't wanna run up, run up
You get done up
400 (Timmy Turner) , four-way but I'm three-way
Yeah, shouts-out 1800 too
I'm from the NOYA, though

I just wanna get that money (Get that money)
I just wanna get that money, flip that money
(Flip that money)
I just wanna stack them hundreds
(Stack them hundreds)
I just wanna spaz out, cash out (Cash out)
I just wanna get that money (Get that money)
I just wanna get that money, flip that money
(Flip that money)
I just wanna stack them hundreds
(Stack them hundreds)
I just wanna spaz out, cash out (Cash out)

I'm a young nigga, I just wanna live
I just wanna chill
Smoking loud in a foreign whip
Independent, I don't want a deal
I just want a mil'
Plus I'm hungry, I just want a meal
I ain't eat yet
I been up all night, I ain't sleep yet
And I need rest
But my dreams I ain't reach yet
Project Baby playing with the sack
Ain't playing recess boy, I need the check
I just wanna ball 'til I fall
But I ain't trying to fall
Boy, I want that money out the ass
Out my fucking drawers
Where the money? Boy, I want it all
Better have it all for me
If I throw these 1's
Shawty better take it off for me
Money talk, she be capping
That bitch love talk to me charles Barkley
And they say the Migos stole my beat
But that shit don't bother me
'Cause I just wanna be and I just gotta be
And it's K to the B
I been on my P's and Q's before
I knew my A's and B's
I was failing at my school
But in these streets got A's and B's
I was late for all my classes
But in these streets faithfully
4th quarter that was me
Last year I made the beat
So, you can't change the beat
I already made the beat

I just wanna rack up on 'em
(Rack up on 'em)
I just wanna sack up on 'em, rack up on em
(Rack up on 'em)
I just wanna stack up on 'em
(Stack up on 'em)
Then hit the corner and bring the Jag out
(Jag out)

Ray told me bring him back some gold
I pulled a bag out
Nigga you mothafuckin hero nigga
I'm a bad guy
Nigga me and you, cops and robbers
You a damn cop you a damn lie, boy
I seen you smoking damn flock
Make them bands drop
22 karats in my damn mouth
I was 16, nigga we ain't have no damn house
Had to stand down, Lil' Kodak Black
I'm a standout
And I'm out in public, disrespecting
Smoking damn loud
Oh, oh, oh Kodak you is out yo damn mind
Think I been here before
I'm before my damn time
I will come and end you
I'm a fucking Vampire
Hammondville to Andrew, Pompano my Franchise

I just wanna get that money (get that money)
I just wanna get that money, flip that money
(flip that money)
I just wanna stack them hundreds
(stack them hundreds)
I just wanna spaz out, cash out (cash out)
I just wanna rack up on em (rack up on em)
I just wanna sack up on em, rack up on em
(rack up on em)
I just wanna stack up on em (stack up on em)
Then hit the corner and bring the Jag out
(Jag out)