Fat Joe

[Intro]
Yeah
Ay rest in peace TS man
Gone but never forgotten
You feel me
(How you gone talk tough)
(Are you really gonna let it buss)
(You ain't 'bout that stuff)
(Oh shit it's real nuts)
(Yeah we touring on story yeah this money coming in)
(The money calling, make a brick, take trips and spill drinks)

[Pre-Chorus]
All my bricks are 110
All my drips are 110
All my whips are 110

[Chorus]
On these backroads smoking that weed pack
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, these slugs make you lean back
Bankrolls, bankrolls, bankrolls, yeah I need that
Tell me why they all mad tho' is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we making money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we flip them stacks and they ain't
Is it 'cause we hit the trap and they ain't

[Verse]
Is it 'cause we thumbing through packs and they ain't
Is it 'cause we ain't going back, no we ain't
Supreme drip on me now, on me now
They cover my flow, they cover my shit, they cover my style
Drinking [?] in the crowd
Drinking [?] and the crowd go wild
Made 5 racks on a Wednesday (didn't do shit, didn't do shit)
I don't really care what them say (doing my ting, doing my ting)
Money coming in like plenty (coming all in, coming all in)
Money coming in like plenty, it's coming all in
I got my nigga the plug
Told him it's 10 out of 10 they cat for the buzz
If it ain't peng then don't pick it up
We probably roll with the skeng on the bus
Then roll to the ends, free my brodie up
And I miss Gully like fuck, stacking this money all up
When niggas want couple of your money it's nuts, the shit that I done
Smoking this weed I got dope in my lungs
Me and my bro used to roll out to cunch
Then link with my cuz, back then I didn't have a buzz
Back then my line doing numbers I'm God
Back then my line doing numbers I'm God
Back then I didn't have a buzz
Built this shit on my own

[Bridge]
(How you gone talk tough)
(Are you really gonna let it buss)
(You ain't 'bout that stuff)
(Oh shit it's real nuts)
(Yeah we touring on story yeah this money coming in)
(The money calling, make a brick, take trips and spill drinks)

[Pre-Chorus]
All my bricks are 110
All my drips are 110
All my whips are 110

[Chorus]
On these backroads smoking that weed pack
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, these slugs make you lean back
Bankrolls, bankrolls, bankrolls, man I need that
Tell me why they all mad tho' is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we making money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we flip them stacks and they ain't

Smoking that weed pack
Fat Joe, Fat Joe, these slugs make you lean back
Bankrolls, bankrolls, bankrolls, man I need that
Tell me why they all mad tho' is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we getting money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we making money and they ain't
Is it 'cause we flip them stacks and they ain't