For Fun Lyrics

(Ugh) I put like ten in the bank (aye)

Hop on a jet, see my girl in L.A.

Wake up, thank God, then I pray

Shit, I might get some chicken today (aye)

Shit, I feel like I'm winning today (yeah,yeah)

Ball, I feel like Blake Griffin

Grind to the top imma find me a way

We count hunnids we do it for fun

It's a race to the bag gotta run

Ain't seen granny in so many months

Look at pops in the sky know he proud of me

Mama told me I would be the one

Know she happy about who I'll become

Gotta get the whole gang out the slums

I been grinding keep running it up

Shit I'm still going dumb

No they can't stop the vision today

Pockets might hit the ceiling today

Money my main decision today

Chicken can take all the feelings away

I keep beating the beat like a villain today

I'm the Ace they can't deal me away

If I'm a banana can't peel me away

Put the opps on a banner we drill em' today

We gon delete you get popped

Blown

Bye, Bye

Sending shots at his neck it's a drive-by

They gon put holes in his Amiri jeans

Got blood on his tee

That nigga a fly guy

Caught in correction I never see my guys

Caught an erection I'm harder then popeye

This a confession I'm putting ten racks on his head as a lesson if he make it through it's a blessing, I'm out

(let's go)

(Ugh) I put like ten in the bank (aye)

Hop on a jet, see my girl in L.A.

Wake up, thank God, then I pray

Shit, I might get some chicken today (aye)

Shit, I feel like I'm winning today (yeah,yeah)

Ball, I feel like Blake Griffin

Grind to the top imma find me a way

We count hunnids we do it for fun

It's a race to the bag gotta run

Ain't seen granny in so many months

Look at pops in the sky know he proud of me

Mama told me I would be the one

Know she happy about who I'll become

Gotta get the whole gang out the slums

I been grinding keep running it up

Shit I'm still going dumb