Shhhhhh - The Cool Kids, Z Money

Brand new V on twenty-threes

Walked through the 'jects, came out kinda flee

Take care of the paper and invest in a key

Lot of hundreds on me, got a whole lot of chi-chi

Lot of diamonds on me, told the jeweler man freeze me

Brick after brick, damn, the whole hood need me

Louis V 'fit, hit the scene with a bad bitch

Real trap nigga, now they got me on TV

Was a scammin' ass nigga gettin' rich off a tablet

Havoc, slidin' with them sticks automatic

Yeah, beat it down, bitch, like I’m daddy

On tour, still got dope in my cabin

Designer mix-match, go crazy with your fashion

Forty-two four, say hello to my passion

New drop cost two hundred, gotta dash it

Four hundred for the zip, that’s all white ashes

Miss me like a wifey with the threats, pal

'Fore I turn your name to the next Pat

Off the top rope, fall, splash, ex-pat

Know I gotta get back (Yeah)

Lot of money in the backpack (Uh)

Lot of money in the backpack (Ah)

Doors open like a rat trap

And the GPS can’t track that

They dead

I’m switchin' permissions

I’m switchin' the passwords on you niggas

Last words from you niggas

Laugh first on you niggas, burst on you niggas (Yeah)

We doin' division

That half and the quarter, that’s different percentage (Wow)

We come with precision

We come with the scissors, we cuttin' you out

You knew what it was when you met me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though

I just met a plug and he blessed me (The plug)

We ain’t gon' talk about that, though

You knew what it was when you met me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though

I just met a plug and he blessed me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though

Twirlin' fettuccine pasta

White wine sauce, just somethin' slight, though

If you wanna place a bet on it, don’t step on it, you can call Lonzo

Twist the jar closed, swingin' elbows

Leave a scale of those blues and yellows

I could send a will to you with a pill, but the folks know where your mail go

It’s on sale, though

Liquidated, oh, we on a sailboat

Silk 'fit like I sell dope

And it cost a brick like my jumper’s broke

Quick, pronto, swift Carlos

White barcode

Me, Z Money serve Mikey and Cardo

Ayy, this beat hard, though

You knew what it was when you met me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though

I just met a plug and he blessed me (The plug)

We ain’t gon' talk about that, though

You knew what it was when you met me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though

I just met a plug and he blessed me

We ain’t gotta talk about that, though