Fly Like Umbrella

[Intro]
Yeah
Goop
Yeah

[Verse]
Come through umbrella, I got diamonds on my chains
I done snuck my gun inside the arena, I'm at the ball game
I ain't nun' of them rappers, ain't finna' play no diss respond games
Yeah, I see him ballin', he still my son, I'm LeBron James
Goin' first class, I'm high as fuck, feel like a paper plane
Nigga, let's a play a game
How long it takes to get you slayed?
We two different people, I sent a blitz, you sent a raid
I just sent his bitch to go pick up some shit, we on the same page
I run up stock, put a bitch on the clock but I'm not Flava Flav
I don't talk, somebody gon' pop that helmet, that protect your brain
I don't shop, somebody go to the mall, they bringin' me Helmut Lang
We ain't trippin' on how many guns you got 'cause all of them shoot the same
Nigga, this rap shit got me rich
I'm really the one that started this shit, I'on think they hip
I rather go get some custom goop, you won't see another nigga in it
He trying to go sell some packs and hit Johnny Dang, and hit up the dentist
Get yourself right, my nigga

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money
All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money

All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money
All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money

[Verse 2]
All I wanna do is—

I'm still gettin' to this money, nigga
Run it up but it took Day N Night like Kid Cudi, nigga
When this shit pop off, its fight or flight, you better off duckin', nigga
Yeah
I'm still gettin' to it, I probably won't stop if I touch a bill'
Couple my niggas still sittin' without a bond, this shit foreal
Fuck around, take a trip, not for the thrill, just for the chill
Before I go sell my soul, I'll get on a plane with them bitches vacuum sealed
Told my potna "Bitch, you gotta get off the block, you ain't O'Neal"
I told that ho, if you want someone to adore you, call Miguel
I been smellin' different, mix my Prada with the YSL
Nigga, we'll set up down the block and rob yo' clientele
Drop over a line, this ain't wine, it'll get you high as hell
I'll send a hit like the NFL, they thinkin' I'm Roger Codell
Bulletproof look like a turtle shell but the color of a snail
Creed need to drop a weed cologne 'cause that's how I smell

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money
All I wanna do is—, and a—
And take your money