Amulet - Fifty Grand, Lil Wintr, Jabril

I got the gold, I got the amulet

My brothers is cold

They put you in ambulance, yeah

I got the gold, I got the amulet

I’m feelin cold, I’m feelin arrogant, yeah

You gotta go and we can manage that

My watch is cold

That means my wrist might crack

Yeah yeah

We aim to blow, just like an avalanche

These bitches on hold, these haters is adamant

I’ll make you go ride in an ambulance

Deez bitter lil bitches they don’t stand a chance

I got da Rick Owen all on my pants

Fuck up da function and bring out dem bands

And I’m with Fifty we made Fifty Grand

I know he praying we spraying yo mans

The fuck is you sayin you need an advance

You know that you pay if you come to my lands

He got a new Glock stop

Said he want smoke like a hotbox

Need to go regain your thoughts

Said dat he real he know that he not

Flood out a thot then flood out my watch

I just want diamonds and buss downs

Got some money and these hoes wanna fuck now

Give em the run around

Where was all these bitches

When I was all the way down?

You’re runnin these laps

Again, again and again, yeah

Me and the gang walk and we in first place, yeah

Look at the time man it’s countin down, yeah

You really tryin you’re still fallin off

You gotta go

No competition bitch

All of my boys we shinin

You not on shit

I don’t do the braggin, yeah

We do not do the talking

You play it safe

Don’t count on me

Im boutta be poppin

Go up and get your own

Bitch steady watchin the pockets