"Dollarsign" lyrics

(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
Ah
Dollar sign
I'm in love with dollar signs, uh

I'm in love with dollar signs
[?], I put the pressure on your mama's spine
Bullets shot, this nigga dropped and now his mama cryin'
Every time they want some problems, well somebody dyin'
Automatic choppa bullets have his body flyin'
Baby, we could go to Benihana's
If you wanna race the whip, you need eleven Hondas
Police not gon' pull us over, I say, "Girl, I promise"
Introduce her to the nigga she ain't know she wanted
Introduce her to the streets she ain't never seen
She put molly in her soda, now she not the same
Got a couple [?] not the game
It get dirty in the kitchen, man, this work insane
I just made like twenty-thousand in a single play
Man, I better fuck this bitch before this feeling fades
I got way too disconnect, we don't feel the same
I make lots of bad decisions, but that's me to blame
Got the world up on my shoulder, makin' sure it flame
I got way too much damn power, I watch what I'm sayin'
I could spit up out my mouth and turn to earth to ashes
Niggas talkin' on my name, but I just give them passes
Said he wanna learn to trap, I said I'm teachin' classes
I could see you through the scope of my new [?] glasses
How he said he in the trap but don't know where the cash it
How you said he in the trap but he ain't get no cash in, nigga