No Frauds Freestyle

[Verse]
The swimming goggles dropped as deep as my wrist when I got my ice in a pool
I never stop countin money, 'cause to countin money is the mama of tax
Real Street Ass Bitch, my life is defined
I think of Money when I'm in an YSN state of mind
My side bitch won't like a goodbye text
Run up get the guap and flex to the the max
In an Trap Nigga state of mind
What more could you ask for? The slippery rollie?
You complain about Haters
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks bout you
Y’all rappin' to the trash bin
YSN Got the hammer others got the pin
Stunning, like Cash
Boy, I tell you, I thought we were in a crash
I can't take the Haters, at least my wrist Frozen
I keep trappin get guap like i’m Drose
Yea, yaz, in an icey state of mind
When I was young my mama had a car crash
Ain't a soul alive that could take my mama's rash
A Uzi gon make your friend go bye bye
Thinking of Money. Yaz, thinking of Money (Money)