Nonchalant

Nonchalant
All this money got me nonchalant
And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt
You see all this sauce on me
I'm the freshest in the joint
I give her the dick then I'm out of there
She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' let me f*** whenever
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mhm whatever
Time is money, ask the bezel

Mhm, whatever
Bout my money, gettin' fella
Bout the cheese like Chester
Dropped a backend on a bezel
Know ‘em with the three letters
CMG on the charm
Bread gang in my pocket
Groupie hoes in the lobby
After we f*** then get up
I'm nonchalant when I nut
I be like go'n bitch, leave
She like you wrong and stuff
She like you ought to care but I can't
Show her so much money, make her faint
Jewelry like water dripping in the sink
Pull up in a big body like a tank
Balmain cashmere coat
Seventeen-hundred the price
Move around the city catching bombs
Old school Jerry Rice
I might pull up and serve you everything
Then I roll like some dice
Got to be in the air, onto the next site
Louis luggage on the flight
All this money got me nonchalant
And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt
You see all this sauce on me
I'm the freshest in the joint
I give her the dick then I'm out of there
She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' let me f*** whenever
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mhm whatever
Time is money, ask the bezel

All this money got me nonchalant
Roll me up a three five blunt
Throw my neck back, pop a pill
Sixteen O's, let's crack a seal
I get it in then get it gone today
Found my feature, pull up then drive away
If it ain't ‘bout money when we conversate
I be like umm whatever, I'm straight
Side bitch head ain't ‘bout shit
So I hit up bae and let her do it
She gon' put her neck into it
Spend some, she gon' make a ni*** do it
I'm in my lane doin' me
They tryna block my shine, Patrick Ewing
Only thing on my mind is eating
So I'm selling dope while I'm touring
Hearing rumors ‘bout robbing me
I ain't goin' for it and you know it
I keep that thang on me
You gon' hug god if I blow it
Money coming out my pores
Ran it up from the soil
When I come down off that oil
I be nonchalant on you whores

All this money got me nonchalant
And stuntin' on bitches, I be blunt
You see all this sauce on me
I'm the freshest in the joint
I give her the dick then I'm out of there
She like you ain't shit boy you ought to care
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' let me f*** whenever
I'm like mhm whatever
Still gon' do whatever I tell her
I'm like mhm whatever
Time is money, ask the bezel