When Tha World Ends Lyrics

I got money, yeah, in every spot (Spot, yeah)
I got cribs, watches, blicks and Glocks (Glocks, yeah)
I got chains, bonds, cribs and stocks (Stocks, yeah-yeah)
I got cars, garages, docks and yachts (Yachts, yeah)
Most y'all not real people, y'all fuckin' bots (Bots, yeah)
I got money, I got cribs and watches (Watch me)
I got money, I got shit, a lot
Yeah, I'm not from this Earth, I come from the sky
Yeah, I can't trust no soul, you a fuckin' lie
Huh, when the world ends, you gon' fuckin' die
When I fly on planes, I'm on private life
Yeah, stab you in your head with a fuckin' knife
Yeah, hurt you, end up dead, you a fuckin' spy

I don't know, I don't wanna know
I don't know about this shit, I don't wanna know
I don't know about this shit, I don't wanna know (Yeah-yeah)
I don't go with this shit, I don't know nobody, yeah bitch
(Yeah-yеah)
I don't know about this shit, and I don't know you not my friend
I don't know about this shit, I don't wanna know, to [?] (Yeah)
Yeah, 'bout all that shit, I don't know 'bout it
Yеah, I could hear that shit, still don't know 'bout it (Shh)
Yeah, two feet in this ship, had no option bitch (Options, options)
That's why I made this shit, that's why I make profits, bitch (Profits, profits)
Yeah, had to risk my life, I wanna be poppin', bitch (Poppin')
Yeah, have to risk your life if you wanna make profits, bitch (Yeah, huh)
I got God talkin' to me, I feel like a prophet, bitch (Ooh)
Oh my God, I got Glocks, I got fuckin' sticks (Money)
Oh my God, shut the fuck up, what?, I don't wanna hear that shit (Shh)
Oh my God, test your luck, you gon' meet him, kid (Woah-woah)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang
Just got them racks on you bitch
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang
Yeah, I would die about this shit
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang
Yeah, you'd get fried like a pig
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang
Yeah, you could die like a bitch
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
We used to be high, as em' kid
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
Really be fly as a pigeon (Brr)
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
Really be cookin' in the kitchen (Skrrr)
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
How you gon' always play the victim? (What?)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang (Bang?)
See you get killed them guns we got 'em damn
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
I been relaxed on them pills (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah
You don't know how the fuck it feel
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang (The pills)
Yeah, you could die in the field
Woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah (Hold up)
Yeah, hold up, I'ma always keep it real (Yeah-yeah)

I got money, yeah, in every spot (Spot, yeah)
I got cribs, watches, blicks and Glocks (Glocks, yeah)
I got chains, bonds, cribs and stocks (Stocks, yeah-yeah)
I got cars, garages, docks and yachts (Yachts, yeah)
Most y'all not real people, y'all fuckin' bots (Bots, yeah)
I got money, I got cribs and watches (Watch me)
I got money, I got shit, a lot
Yeah, I'm not from this Earth, I come from the sky
Yeah, I can't trust no soul, you a fuckin' lie
Huh, when the world ends, you gon' fuckin' die
When I fly on planes, I'm on private life
Yeah, stab you in your head with a fuckin' knife
Yeah, hurt you, end up dead, you a fuckin' spy