Sora

I'm in love with cash, so alot of these bitches get mad
On the road yea I'm tryna get rich cause lil Johnny came from the rags
Run up on me and you'll get dismissed, you know I be clearing the mag
And my circle tight ashit, you know it's me and slatt

Chasing a million
Chasing a billion
Chasing a trillion
I want them dollars

On the daily I've been building my knowledge
And my parents mad I ain't go to college
In Philadelphia, gotta ride with a choppa
Run up on me lil nigga, ka-blocka

On my feet with the fuckin .9 tucked
Do not try it cause you can get knocked up
Free my cousin, that nigga still locked up
On my grizzy, no you can not stop none

Makin bangas I'm fiending to drop some
Yea ohhh

Keep the .9 on my like a kеyblade, starting to feel like Sora
Most of thesе bitches they Dora, they whorin' and exploring
I keep ballin', i keep scoring, run up on me, you'll get more of it
Bro got wocky, he keep pourin, got the trap jumping like Corbin

On my vlone, don't need more friends
On my vlone, don't need more friends
On my vlone, don't need more friends
On my vlone, don't need more friends

On my vlone, don't need more friends
Hit a lick, kick the door in
That boy need neosporin
Cause my words hurt him

You ain't gettin the racks, then what's ya purpose?
They needa put bul in a circus
Shawty on my dick, why she keep flirting?
I don't want her, I'll proceed to curving