Splur Gang

Uh, money bags (Ant Spittah on the beat
Ant Spittah on the beat)
Bags, nigga, cash, splur (Ayy)
Money bags, nigga, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat
(Bling-bling) i pull up to the Fendi shop
Then splur on this and that
(On this and that)
The taste you tastin' in her mouth
That's just my aftermath
(Beep, just my aftermath)
You say you counted seven sauce
But I done spended that
(I done spended that)
Don't hit my line with all
That hot shit, just say, "I need that"
(What? What? What? Cash)
I see these niggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped
(What? Yeah, yeah, know I'm strapped)
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur

Young nigga juggin' on the flat
(Ayy, juggin' on the flat)
Young nigga juggin', had to get it back
(Uno, ayy, I had to get it back, Uno)
I'm a young nigga, I be on that fuck shit
(On that fuck shit, Uno)
I be with my young niggas
They on that go dumb shit (Go dumb)
And a young nigga tryna make a shade
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga, every day I'm gettin' baked
(I'm getting baked) , ayy
Young nigga juggin' in LA (In LA, okay)
Young nigga cool, I got on shades

I done spended that
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout, man
(What? What?)
Need them bands, bitch (What? Cash)
I just bet all my motherfuckin' bands
(What? Yeah)
See that money dancing, nigga, on the ground
Shit (Yeah, know I'm strapped)
Know what I mean, my whole crew deep as fuck
Nigga run up in here, get
Your shit take, everything, motherfucker
(Uh, splur, splur, splur, splur, splur)
Cash, cash, splur

Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat
(Bling-bling) i pull up to the Fendi shop
Then splur on this and that
(On this and that)
The taste you tastin' in her mouth
That's just my aftermath
(Beep, just my aftermath)
You say you counted seven sauce
But I done spended that
(I done spended that)
Don't hit my line with all
That hot shit, just say, "I need that"
(What? What? What? Cash)
I see these niggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped
(What? Yeah, yeah, know I'm strapped)
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur

Don't hit my line with that hot shit
Just say that you need that
(Just say that you need that)
I see these niggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped
(Don't even know I'm strapped) she say
"Fauni you ain't shit except
For this and that"
(Except for this and that)
I pulled my dick out on that bitch
She started kissin' that
(She started kissin' that)
And if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, boy
I'll be gettin' that
(Boy, I'll be gettin' that)
Drugs or hoes, either way
You know I'm hittin' that
(Know I'm hittin' that)
I don't wear floral, boy
I just smoke it straight out the back
(I smoke it straight out the back)
LA can see my whole existence
Y'all be dissin' that
(Y'all be dissin' that)
I'm puttin' niggas on
I swear to God I'm givin' back (On God)
And if you push me to
The limit you'll regret that
(Goddamn, goddamn) compared to mine's
The diamonds in your mouth
Look like some plaque
(That shit look like some plaque)
Final Fantasy
I'm savin' clouds like I am Zack
(Like I'm Zack)
Can't be no trendy nigga because
That shit so wack
(That shit so fuckin' lame)
Chattanooga, Tennessee
Where I spent my summers at
(I spent my summers there)
Lived in the city (City)
Lived in the suburbs (Suburbs, the suburbs)
Burnin' purp, burnin' bands
Burnin' rubber (I'm burnin' rubber)
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
All these unfamiliars 'round me
Always lookin' at (At)
Is it 'cause the chick I'm with
You probably thought you had?
(You probably thought you had)
Lookin' fabulous when I juug you just
Throw it in the bag
(In the fuckin' bag, bitch)

Ayy yeah, bitch, go ahead and
Throw that in the bag, that ain't shit
(Know he has money, designer this
Designer that)
Niggas over here gettin' money
Nigga, money bags, nigga
(We kickin' shit, them bills and shit)
Money bags, yeah, uh, uh
(Designer this, designer that)

Uh, ayy, designer this, designer that
(Designer this, designer that)
Uh, ayy, exotic bitch, exotic pack
(Exotic pack, exotic pack)
I can't bitch on the scene, boy
I'm in the trap (Yeah)
She can't wear no leggings around me, boy
I don't like that (Yeah)
Took his bitch with my wrist
He ain't like that (My wrist, yeah)
Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad
(Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad)
These Versace shades
(Shades) , I can't see that (Versace, ah)
All-white bricks, all-white bricks
My Chanel bag (Chanel bag)
I'm just life for life (Yeah)
I still took that flight (That flight, yeah)
Fucked her the first night (Night, yeah)
Syrup sit on ice (On ice)
Cash my appetite (Yeah)
These niggas ain't right (Ain't right)
These niggas ain't right (Bah bah)
I'm loaded on sight, damn

Ayy, Cash Carti, man, UnoTheActivist, nigga
Fauni, nigga
Shouts to my nigga King Cultie and
This shit nae nae
You don't know nothin' 'bout this shit
Boy we out

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