What’s The Price? (Remastered)

Intro (Ayy…) Run it up, run it back. If it ain’t about racks, don’t hit my jack. (What’s the move?) Fuck you, pay me—that’s the only mood. Chorus Fuck you, pay me, I don’t take advice. Made a M last week off a roll of dice. I got hoes in the hills, packs in the trunk— Only thing I fear’s runnin’ outta runs. Verse 1 I’m the reason your main bitch got her nails done. She don’t call you no more, she know I’m the one. Pulled a hundred out the bank just to flex on broke hoes, Spent fifty on a chain, got my neck on cold. This the type of shit they prayin’ to achieve. I ain’t ask for permission—I took what I need. Talk slick, you’ll get touched like a touchscreen. I don’t fight fair; my dogs on a hot streak. Chorus Fuck you, pay me, I don’t take advice. Made a M last week off a roll of dice. I got hoes in the hills, packs in the trunk— Only thing I fear’s runnin’ outta runs. Verse 2 Had your bitch on her knees in Balenciaga heels, Said she love the way the Lambo steering wheel feels. I don’t chase ‘em, I replace ‘em, it’s a numbers game— Had to cut some dead weight, now they screamin’ my name. Turned a drought into a flood, now the city wet. Got her throwin’ up my name like she reppin’ a set. They said I’d fall off, now I’m too up to care— I’m who your favorite rapper wanna be, I swear. Bridge (Yeah…) Talkin’ cash only, keep that broke shit quiet. You can’t match my energy, so don’t even try it. These diamonds on me loud, my drip start riots. Bet your man’s fold when he see my clients. Chorus Fuck you, pay me, I don’t take advice. Made a M last week off a roll of dice. I got hoes in the hills, packs in the trunk— Only thing I fear’s runnin’ outta runs. Outro (Ayy…) What’s the price? I don’t care, I’ll take two. Fuck the cost, I’ve been playin’ with loot. Tell me who really out here like me? Fuck you, pay me. That’s the only key. [Fade Out]