Sanguine Paradise Remix

Count my money and lay low
I ain't talkin cause they know
Neva trustin these fake hoes

You dont love me, you love rap
Im killin it so these bums back
In my dms i shun that, so a hunnid milly i want that

So now I got like 10 hoes
Waitin for me, all outside
They pulled up at the right time
I feel better in the night time
No i don't really see the sunshine

My first whip was a Honda civic
Used to swerve it, never dropped the ceiling
Now i drop the top, that means i raise the ceiling

Like

My hatеrs be big mad
I used to be big sad
No i dont miss that, so I rеally don't miss that
No i dont really fuck with Instagram
All these little rappers acting big man

Really you are just a big fan
I'm with my shawty, countin big bands

Okay

Now im onna stage
Hop off do the race
Legends been passin away, so i isn't dying today man

Focused on everything imma get
Sellin out stadiums, buy my own jets
Boy just mad because i got a big check
Worry about yourself, you ain't givin me stress

It's cool

I just turned one band into ten
I do not want new friends though
I just hopped out of the benz, outta the benz
Dont need new friends, baby i'm all alone in a trance
Countin' the m's, Countin' the m's

I love my wifey because thats my best friend, next to my sister
When you rollup you cannot miss her
Feel like doja, my name is Richard

"Oh, you are fans now?"
Lil bitch I been had fans
Hope you know they been flexin that advance money
I laugh cause that shits funny

My last said you only gonna last two years in this shit okay

(That shit trash)

I told my mama we rich now, i do not fuck with no kids now
Yeah, i know you sound good, but you get the sound off me
Yeah mama, i know im a lil cocky, i do not feel no pressure on me
Why do these rappers sound like zombies? You know your soul is dead?

I'm smokin dope, straight to the head
I gotta 4 with some purple baguettes
I never asked for no hand outs, lil boy I already just stand out
Daddy said boy, you a man now, now im runnin out like a cash cow

My haters be big mad
I used to be big sad
No i dont miss that, so i really dont miss that
No i dont really fuck with instagram
All these little rappers acting big man

Really you are just a big fan
I'm with my shawty, countin big bands

It's cool

I just turned one bnd into ten
I do not want new friends though
I just hopped out of the benz, outta the benz
Dont need new friends, baby i'm all alone in a trance
Countin' the m's, Countin' the m's

I love my wife because that's my best friend, next to my sister
When you rollup you cannot miss her
Feel like doja, my name is Richard

"Oh, you are fans now?"
Lil bitch I been had fans
Hope you know they been flexin that advance money
I laugh cause that shits funny

My last said you only gonna last two years in this shit

Count my money and lay low
I ain't talkin cause they know
Neva trustin these fake hoes

You dont love me, you love rap
I'm killin it so these bums back
In my dms i shun that, so a hunnid milly i want that