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[Intro]
Fft (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
(Boom, boom)

[Chorus]
Like a floater, yeah
My pack golden, uh
I'm try roll it up (Yeah)
I won't fold on ya'
Money got lil' older, yeah (Slatt, slatt, slatt)

[Verse]
All my niggas really trap
It's some' mothers shit, got slapped out
No cap, blew her back out
Now she in the background
I count guap, my haters sad now, ayy
Fuck this hoe, then pass her down
Like a blunt, that bitch gettin' passed around
Ayy, look at how you actin' now
(I'm try roll it up)
Ayy, I'm try roll it up
So much love
Think he fell in love, in the club
Turn a 5 into a dub
Better watch your back, these niggas scared
And you won't ever know when your time is up
So right now, she got to suck me up

[Chorus]
Like a floater, yeah
My pack golden, uh
Nigga had the bag, he sold it, yeah
I won't fold on ya'
Money gettin' older, yeah (Slatt, slatt, slatt)

[Verse 2]
Got a lot shit on my shoulders, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
When you left, my heart got colder, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah