Census, what you cookin’I’m in new york, where it be coldLook at my neck, ’cause it’s iced outI’m in the field, we goin’ upTold ’em to cut all the lights outYou want a problemYou better think about it‘cause that come with a price nowI get her go, I do not think about itI don’t go with the hype styleYeah, you want a problemLil’ b**ch, I ain’t involvedEverything that we talked ’boutStill left unresolvedBaby, you were just the one playin’That’s how I recall itIf I look through these cartiers framesI don’t even see loveStayin’ up, I get no rest, rest, rest, restDon’t gotta sleep, yeahF**kin’ with b**ches, the best, best, best, bestShawty conceitedF**k with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, deadYou should’ve seen thisPut some dollars on your head, head, head, headThen I repeat itDiamonds wet, everywhere I go my diamonds cold, yeahLine ’em up, we could turn ’em into dominoes, yeahRide in the benz, drop the topAnd now my hair in the wind, yeahShe at it again, I’m at it again, we at it againReal shooters, they gon’ do what it takesSki mask, they ain’t showin’ the faceNo facetime, that might come with a caseGot no time, makin’ minimum wageGoin’ hard, you see me out of stateTook her home, and now she want to staySaid she mine for tonight, it’s okayWe at it again, we at it againI’m in new york, where it be coldLook at my neck, ’cause it’s iced outI’m in the field, we goin’ upTold ’em to cut all the lights outYou want a problem you better think about it‘cause that come with a price nowI get her go, I do not think about itI don’t go with the hype styleYeah, you want a problemLil’ b**ch, I ain’t involvedEverything that we talked ’bout
Still left unresolvedBaby, you were just the one playin’That’s how I recall itIf I look through these cartiers framesI don’t even see loveStayin’ up, I get no rest, rest, rest, restDon’t gotta sleep, yeahF**kin’ with b**ches, the best, best, best, bestShawty conceitedF**k with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, deadYou should’ve seen thisPut some dollars on your head, head, head, headThen I repeat itStill eating, I can’t even spell droughtIt’s been a long time, I swear to godI can remember we sleep in the trap houseWe shop in new york, we shop in miamiIn vegas we gamble and cash outThese rappers play tough but we always readyAnd don’t really see what the cap ’boutPut some money on your head, headHead, head, I feel heartlessBaguettes in the rolex on a snow b**ch, oh my godTell promoters send the check and the jet, yeahI don’t bargainGunna taught you how to dress, n**ga, say lessDripping the hardestI’m in new york, where it be coldLook at my neck, ’cause it’s iced outI’m in the field, we goin’ upTold ’em to cut all the lights outYou want a problem you better think about it‘cause that come with a price nowI get her go, I do not think about itI don’t go with the hype styleYeah, you want a problemLil’ b**ch, I ain’t involvedEverything that we talked ’boutStill left unresolvedBaby, you were just the one playin’That’s how I recall itIf I look through these cartiers framesI don’t even see loveStayin’ up, I get no rest, rest, rest, restDon’t gotta sleep, yeahF**kin’ with b**ches, the best, best, best, bestShawty conceitedF**k with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, deadYou should’ve seen thisPut some dollars on your head, head, head, headThen I repeat it
