babies, that's all out I got gats that blow the wall out, clear the mall out Fuck the fallout, word to Stretch I bet they pussy The seven digits push
chests than Nike stores sold I'm kinda like Ness, I go wherever the money go I mean this dude is all bout the cheerios I ain't ATM, make 7-figure digitals
your deck, this dope We iced up and priced up, and crawling in Benzos [Verse 6: Powda] Seven twenty fo' I be sacking them digits Cause I'ma hustle till
vacate the ____ 7 days stay up in Spain up in the new Amanas So what ever you want girl yeah you can holler Cause you know I aint stingy with the digits
, we gives no fuck Hey, we gives no fuck 7 digit bank, we gives no fuck Mad paid, we gives no fuck Woh, we gives no fuck 7 figure bank, what you think
Spyin' bottles ain't a thing Plus I'm gonna make it rain So much money they think she?s insane You a 7 digit nigga if you holla at a brah With a 7 digit
bet that 22's, 24's how we roll I'm a dope rider fa' sho Everyday me and my dog we wylin' 7-Tre 7-5 dope ridin' And we ain't trippin' on nothin', just
in here Gold bottles of that bubb', y'all spillin' beer The boy only pour on that ace of spades Forbes Magazine homes, soon to grace the page I pull 7 digits
feel all the pain (You know?) Locked up doin' major time (Double digits), or on the block still caught in the game It's a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a
made me No amount of money can change me I'm what you lames can't be Live nigga what? Live as fuck [repeat 2X] [Verse One: Jay-Z] Check, live from the 7
be gone Mr. tony street tycoon Lounging, 4 rottweilers, 5 bedrooms (hey) Basketball court with a olympic pool Big screen, sony play station geah, that's kinda cool You wanna max? 7 digits
his shoes, a born killer (x2) Verse 1: [c-murder] No limit soldier for life, nigga give me my props I come a long fuckin' way from pullin jacks (? ) and slangin' rocks 7 digit
you alla that just 'cause she let a nigga toss her It's like a motherfuckin' privilege So don't give up your conversation, give that bitch your 7 digits
(Gudda Gudda) mo money (uh), Mo bitches mo worth, Mo haters, equals mo snitches, yea mo digits, no, mo commas me affiliated with trendsetters, equals
Ain't runnin' up in me I need a man who's lookin' out With some security So come correct with some respect And then we will see So if you with it, the drop the 7 digits
like David Blaine and freeze me up Let me address the issue I'm super not superficial Spoil me The only statement I'm makin' is royalties (rock the dollars) Seven digits
our futures If this world were fair and right They'd give up the car keys this very night Damn, hit it 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Flash forward, 2045 What did