Still Spendin’ lyrics

[Chorus: Que]
You thought a n*gga was a sweet lick, huh
You ain't know a n*gga bout [?] huh
You ain't knew a n*gga know your b*tch huh
[?] with the sh*t huh
You the n*gga keep lieing on the di*k huh
You the type of n*gga run, go snitch huh
That's your fav Roli sitting on the wrist huh
You ain't getting to the money like this huh
Seen a n*gga with the sh*t yeah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year
Seen a n*gga with the sack eah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year

[Verse 1: Mike Fresh]
Still spendin money that I made last year
Say I got a chеck, but it's all cash yeah
See me in the trap, frеsh as f*ck, fitted jeans and a sweater vest, wintertime all Cashmear
n*ggas still say they gon do something to me, but I'm still spendin Cranberry Moonwalk money
Tell a n*gga buss a move if he really want to
f*ck with me the wrong way, you gotta [?]
All my chains together sound like change in my pocket
[?] plugged into the socket
Hundreds in my safe from 2008
Pistol on my waist, I ain't worried bout a n*gga robbin
And I can care less about the next n*gga poppin
If he ain't with us, f*ck him, n*gga that's how we mobbin
And we f*cking up the mall, n*gga I'm a hot topic
A young n*gga, but we see you b*tches plottin
[Chorus: Que]
You thought a n*gga was a sweet lick, huh
You ain't know a n*gga bout [?] huh
You ain't knew a n*gga know your b*tch huh
[?] with the sh*t huh
You the n*gga keep lieing on the di*k huh
You the type of n*gga run, go snitch huh
That's your fav Roli sitting on the wrist huh
You ain't getting to the money like this huh
Seen a n*gga with the sh*t yeah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year
Seen a n*gga with the sack eah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year

[Verse 2: Mike Fresh]
Don't worry bout me, I'm over here getting it done
[?]
Lil rap check, I'm over here flippin
Dreamin of a Coope, I'm over here wwhippin
[?] the plug with the Migos
[?]
[?] watching out for the rico
Sunny on the beat [?] that's a cheat coad
The hardest n*ggas coming out of 516
n*gga hit me, say he need a 516
Don't know if he need the work, or if he need a verse
Cause I used to run them things down [?]
I'm just tryna [?]
I got more [?] paper, that's that old bread
Spendin bills [?]
And if you playing with my money, that's a coad red
[Chorus: Que]
You thought a n*gga was a sweet lick, huh
You ain't know a n*gga bout [?] huh
You ain't knew a n*gga know your b*tch huh
[?] with the sh*t huh
You the n*gga keep lieing on the di*k huh
You the type of n*gga run, go snitch huh
That's your fav Roli sitting on the wrist huh
You ain't getting to the money like this huh
Seen a n*gga with the sh*t yeah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year
Seen a n*gga with the sack eah, the racks yeah
[?] blow it all and get it back yeah
All my b*tches bad yeah, that's a fact yeah
Still spendin money that I made last year