Lumpsum

(album: 2.0 - 2018)

All I really want is a lumpsum
My bitch keep on bussing like a handgun
Hitting it from the back but I just couldn't come
Maybe I was worried 'bout some undones
In a lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah (cha-ching)
(Getting that, oh, cha-ching)
Lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah

Getting that, getting that, getting that, uh
I'm fucking this money, now loving her
Foreign whip, I'm finna hit up
Bac ends I'm picking it up
Your pockets dead, it's dust to dust
Being a savage ain't nothing to us
Why would I be texting her?
When I got bands in my messenger
I might fuck, I don't need to flirt
Going out and I don't need no perc
I just sin I need some church
Triple alert 'til I burp
Been a real bad boy 'til it hurt
Y'all pussy niggas gon' die first
Do too much, y'all do too much

All I really want is a lumpsum
My bitch keep on bussing like a handgun
Hitting it from the back but I just couldn't come
Maybe I was worried 'bout some undones
In a lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah (cha-ching)
(Getting that, oh, cha-ching)
Lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah

Getting up, getting up, getting up, uh
Not cuffing the shawty I'm having some fun
Why would you think you the only one?
I'm just in love with her and done (brrpp)
That's how money come (brrpp)
That's how money come
Why would I be fucking with you?
I'm tryna get that new coupe
Matter of fact I don't need me no roof
Hit the Gelato chill like I'm Snoop
Tryna get diamonds on every tooth
Carrying new stash so you out the loop
Go to Benihana and that's just for the soup
Y'all pussy niggas don't need no proof
Do too much, I do too much

All I really want is a lumpsum
My bitch keep on bussing like a handgun
Hitting it from the back but I just couldn't come
Maybe I was worried 'bout some undones
In a lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah (cha-ching)
(Getting that, oh, cha-ching)
Lumpsum, oh yeah, yeah