Technologic

[Chorus]
Yeah, bitch, my money counter count bands (Yeah)
Only thing in my wallet been dead mans (Yeah)
When they talkin' to me all they say is, "Yes, ma'am" (Yes, ma'am)
I stay with two shooters, they named Thomas and Guy-Man
Got laser beam bloopers 'cause they all tech mans (Yeah)
Bitches wanna fuck because they all know who I am (Yeah)
They love my jams so I get bands
You can't make this shit up (You can't make this shit—)
You can't make this shit up

[Verse]
I'm a beast, only thing I do is fuck shit up (Fuck shit up)
I love all my green, if you touch it, you in thousand piece (Piece)
Know I get money, think you got morе than me? Bitch, please (Bitch, plеase)
Technologic beams, that's what hoppin' off my wrist, see
Yeah, buy it, use it, break it, fix it, trash it, that's how I treat bitches
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it, I got shooters pay them Benjis (Yeah)
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it, they copy me, it's depressin' (Yeah)
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it, I smoke gas, make me feel 'mazin' (Yeah)
I feel like the richest bitch in history, this shit so crazy
Bitches hatin', I won't let it get to me 'cause I'm not crazy
Love my paper, I'm'a let it get to me, it call me, "Baby"
I do the drugs every night, I'll do it all again like Katy
I've been number one for my whole fuckin' life, there's no debatin'
Technologic how I got a tech but I'm not robot, baby
Bitch I'm 100% sure I'm rich, li'l' bitch, that's not no maybe
Li'l' bitch, I stay with a glick and it ready to eat
And I know you can tell by the hankey

[Chorus]
Yeah, bitch, my money counter count bands (Yeah)
Only thing in my wallet been dead mans (Yeah)
When they talkin' to me all they say is, "Yes, ma'am" (Yeah)
I stay with two shooters, they named Thomas and Guy-Man
Got laser beam bloopers 'cause they all tech mans
Bitches wanna fuck because they all know who I am
They love my jams so I get bands
You can't make this shit up (You can't make this shit—)
You can't make this shit up

[Outro]
You can't make this shit up