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[Intro]
(WoodOnDaBeat)

[Verse 1: Zillionaire Doe]
It's 6 o'clock and I ain't ate, all day, I been workin'
Bag ain't addin' up, so I'm back servin' first person
Load just touched, what you want? I'm havin' flavors
But, n*gga, pull up now, probably won't be here later
My n*gga from the East just called, need a fifty-piece
10K to the stash, make two hundred off each
Good profit
Made forty bands today, still walkin' 'round like I ain't got it
No haircut, I'm just tryna reach my quota
f*ck provin' points, still rich when I get older
My n*gga found a plug down the way, know I'm with it
Throw the money in the pop-out mall, make 'em drop a ticket
Rap goin' good, but I love this trap sh*t
Made thirty racks last two months off this rap sh*t
Take a flight, get 'em home safe, make a fifty quick
Got 'bout four incomes, trap sh*t make the most sense

[Chorus: Zillionaire Doe]
I'm in Cali all the time, got plugs everywhere
Show you loyal, I ain't stingy, you can eat, grab a chair
Round table with Chinese Sumanians, tryna get 'em there
Five hundred of 'em, drop my nuts, put 'em in the air
[Verse 2: Montana 700]
It's time to f*ck the streets up one more time
Still I meet my next quota, I ain't spendin' a dime
Bro keep callin' from the feds, I can't talk on the line
Plain jane or bustdown, both these b*tches mine
I blew a big bag
Been havin' since a youngin, so they been mad
I buy my b*tch a kit too, came all cash
Watch me count another hundred, put it in the stash
Tryna run it up
My lil' n*gga hardheaded, he keep f*ckin' up
New kit eighty-five thousand, n*gga, call my bluff
Then I blow another fifty on a plain jane
Road been gettin' hot so I stay on the plane

[Chorus: Zillionaire Doe]
I'm in Cali all the time, got plugs everywhere
Show you loyal, I ain't stingy, you can eat, grab a chair
Round table with Chinese Sumanians, tryna get 'em there
Five hundred of 'em, drop my nuts, put 'em in the air

[Verse 3: Zillionaire Doe]
Put the paper up, I ain't seen it in like eight months
Burnt all your bridges on the list, do not front
Been gettin' money, they just paid attention, pulled a few stunts
Upped a hundred, bro told me chill 'cause we still got Runtz
Still active
Anti-cap mean I don't condone it, no cappin'
Just signed a deal three months ago, n*gga still trappin'
Did my background check on you, they say you just rappin'
[Verse 4: Montana 700]
Phone ringin', finna drop another package off
Big boy, handlin' all the business, meet him at the loft
Know it's a five out of ten, I still got it off
Five-hundred-dollar 'bows, they love what they cost
In a traffic jam
Four-forty-eight, don't know what that mean, that's a pound
We was somewhere on the block tryna smoke out a gram
Same block, we catch a n*gga, we takin' him down
Without a mask on
I like to pop it when I rap, this ain't a sad song
Get a n*gga ass picked off, put that bag on him
She been all around the city, I don't even want her
I just walked inside the bank smellin' like marijuana
In that trap mode
Same clothes all week, these my trap clothes
I just got a box off, unc' still on the stove
Been in the game since a youngin, I know how it go

[Chorus: Zillionaire Doe]
I'm in Cali all the time, got plugs everywhere
Show you loyal, I ain't stingy, you can eat, grab a chair
Round table with Chinese Sumanians, tryna get 'em there
Five hundred of 'em, drop my nuts, put 'em in the air