Profit Lyrics

Ima Business man

I Can't go broke again

I make so much income

They say ima profit

I don't do friends

I just want the benjimens

To committed to the franklins

Rest in peace forever

Holding black roses

Let him choose the box

Or the ocean

Give him that poishon

Makem feel the wavy motion

I ain't going down hill

But ima keep rolling

If I run out ima keep reloading

Nutn chuckee cheese about me

I'm bout them token

The noise koming from the drip leaving necks broken

Can't fuck with him

Not by the hair

On my chiny chin chin

To much jealousy turn to hate

Don't think he yo friend

Send a Nigga to hell with hott shells

Kick the bucket over make him stale and pale

I'm too competitive

I cannot fail

I'm fresh as hell with Versace on my tail

Shout out to the js at my door

Hit my cell

Shout out to everybody locked up in a cell

I always keep it silent

And I always keep it real

Ima make him holy

If the Nigga owe me

Make him eat the dirt like a dolly polly

I dont got time

Diamonds cover the whole rollee

Thinking ima fool hittem with the okkee dokkee

Jesus

Blessin

Bricks

Stretching

Kop it

Profit

Holy

Rollee

Whole rollee

I ain't got time diamonds cover the whole relee