Nocturnal Eclipse - Fijimacintosh, Robb Bank$

Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh

I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer

Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh

Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh

Big money on my schedule, yeah

Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy

Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah

You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah

Big racks stuffed in my Ksubi jeans (Yeah)

Big clips gotta make a movie scene (Frrt)

Real diamonds swimming in my jewelry

Nigga talk down but don’t even know me, uh

Bitches wanna fuck, we gon' keep it lowkey, uh

Bitch, I hot as fuck, man, I feel like Smokey, uh

She gon' hit that blunt, put that pussy on me

I just iced my neck and wrist and flood my whole team

Yeah, my whole team

Down to ride by any means

All these niggas fake, I swear they gotta envy me

But I’m balling on these niggas, I feel like a MVP

Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh (You dig, you dig)

I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer (Dig, dig)

Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh

Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh (Brrt)

Big money on my schedule, yeah (Yeah)

Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy

Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah

You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

Big body, swerving me (Yeah)

Put a bitch on my team (Yeah, yeah)

Then put a bitch on the street (Yeah)

Put up thirty K in my teeth (Yeah, yeah, you dig)

SK went up at y’all, G (You dig)

AK get 'em up on G, no cap, snapback (Slatt)

And when I’m in the cut no charge

Her mans say black hat, Rich Gang, long live BTY (Slatt, slatt)

Fiji my necklace no tap but I heard all your calls (You dig, you dig)

And I take Percs, Xans, still stand, I don’t think I never fall (You dig)

And I meant what I say I meant balling with no roof, uh (You dig)

We above the rim every time that we shoot

And I don’t ever miss but it’s still a brick on the shoes

Main bitch rock a diamond hoop

Whisper in her ear, I’m tryna fuse, uh, uh

Swear that bitch wanna fuck for my net worth, uh, uh

I can’t trust these niggas swear they cancer

Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh

Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh

Big money on my schedule, yeah

Flexing and I’m flexing like a wrestler, ayy

Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah

You don’t want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah