Peezy, Mack Nickels - Don’t Let It Go lyrics

I make big stacks
Ridin' 'round in big 'Cats (yeah)
Know these niggas out here
Itchin' to kill me, i'm gettin' scratch
(Cheese) chillin' in my big-ass crib
Just kicked back (Chillin')
Spent thirty grand on
Clothes that's mismatched (Facts)
Niggas' pockets flat
I'm cleanin' dirty money at the laundromat
(Yup)
Takin' trips to Houston where the Rockets at
(Where the Rockets at)
Took a major loss a year ago and got it back
Used to slide on niggas in hockey masks
Bringin' profit back (Give it up)
I'm big boss, don't get me pissed off
(Nigga)
In the morning when niggas was clockin' in
I was gettin' off (I been doin' it)
Thirty thousand for the Rollie
That's a brick of soft (Brick)
'Nother twenty for the chain so you
Can see it in the dark, boy
(Yеah)

Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this brеad, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
Shit can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah
Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this bread, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah

Made my first buck
I ain't let it go to my head (Nope)
I can tell by a nigga
Lingo if he gettin' bread (I can tell)
Shit, I catch ten a week
Niggas out here catchin' lead (What?)
When your arm bustdown
They wanna hear what you said (Swear to God)
I ain't never dick-suck niggas
Or chase clout (Never)
Bitch, I was fifty up before I had a tape out
(Better ask) faceTimed the old lady
Told her bring an eighth out (A bid)
Two hundred dollar tomahawk
Guess I'm on a steak-out (Ruth's Chris)
It can be over any day, but I still ball
(I do) bums think they had a run, to me
It's a loose jaw (Gutter)
Got some cold hoes who wanna ram
But I never call (Never)
Plug don't drop the number
Swear he can keep 'em all (Swear to God)

Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this bread, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
Shit can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah
Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this bread, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah

I took a half of hard to
A house with a backyard
Cadillac car, trip to Madagascar
I remember when I couldn't put
Gas in my dad's car
Robbin' niggas with a four-four Mag'
In back of the bar
Now I'm in back of the bar
The Scatpack is the car
I push packs of the tar with Mack in the park
Nigga fell off, I got back on
Nigga switched up and snitched
But guess what? I'm back home
Got Dracos loaded with extendo clips
Wrist gon' drop
I still'll send a bitch on a trip
Got lawyers watchin' lawyers so
I won't go broke
Got shooters watchin' shooters so
I won't get smoked nutty

Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this bread, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
Shit can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah
Don't let it go to your head now
Gettin' all this bread, don't let
It go to your head, nigga
Don't let it go to your head now
It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah