Casino

[Intro]
(What do you desire? Persona!
Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada)
(Yeah, yeah, how that go? Oh, yeah
How that go? Damn, I'm doin' the most, oh, yeah)

[Chorus]
And I pull out a dub, I laugh out the bank
I'm finna take his lil' thot but I don't know her name
She wanna be on my side but I told her don't play
Hop in that wide body cat, we ain't comin' in late
I get the racks like I'm in a casino
I count the green green, count the green like I'm Silo
He wanna try try, but he can't be me though
I'm finna slide wit' my twin, say he get the repo

[Verse 1]
Say my twin got the Glocks in ghost
You say that's yo' bitch but she likin' my posts
Sippin' on drank and the time go slow
I got some racks in my pocket, they drop on thе floor
'Til we meet again, we bettеr off as friends
Well we locked in 'til the end
Say can he like that?
Can we talk it out? We can fix it
Know yo' love, girl, I been missin'
Mixin' that drank up wit' prescription
My twin got deadeye, got precision
I see a dream and I gotta go get it
I spend a bag, that's half a ticket
She wanna fuck, swear that I'm in it
They takin' my shit, swear they my children

[Refrain]
And I pull out a dub, I laugh out the bank
She wanna blow up my phone but she don't know my name
She wanna hear what I say, she say she relay
Hop in that wide body cat, we ain't comin' in late
I get the racks like I'm in a casino
I count the green green, count the green like I'm Silo
He wanna try try, but he can't be me though
I'm finna slide wit' my twin, say he get the repo

[Verse 2]
He a lil' bum, got no racks in his pockets
I'm on the dranky, wit' my twin
Yeah, we muhfuckin' noddin'
You talkin' that fake shit, better stop it
He talkin' that bullshit, bitch its not it
Rockin' Alyx when I walk in the door so she like
"Damn, where you get the bread in from?"
Look at your man, he got no income
Talkin' on me but I swear he a bum
I say her name and I swear that she come
Sippin' on drank and I swear it ain't rum
Swear we finna-, open his head
Twin finna catch that boy up at the light
When the shit turn red
RIP granny, finna get yo' name tatted
I'm in LA wit' a lil' bad bitch
They talkin' on me but I swear it ain't shit
My twin got the shit, clutchin' on plastic
How many racks I got, plenty
How many hoes I got, plenty
Hop on a flight and we go to Kissimmee
Sippin' on drank, fuckin' wit' my kidneys

[Chorus]
And I pull out a dub, I laugh out the bank
I'm finna take his lil' ho but she don't know my name
She wanna sing my songs, she say she relay
Hop in that wide body cat, we ain't comin' in late
I get the racks like I'm in a casino
I count the green green, count the green like I'm Silo
He wanna try try, but he can't be me though