Spur Songtext
von SALIMATA

Oh, shit, you ain′t even need half of that
Tough cookie, now show me where your numbers at
You looking to get taking off the maps with these young niggas don't know where the problem at
Problem′s that I am like a "met your maker" make a starter pack
I extract, all the minor instances are falling back

Why you act like a bitch? Just can't have a couple bags
Dior, Celine, can't you see the money tags?
Neon Supreme, I′on even wanna chat
This life, I mean, always wanted that

So I gotta go and turn this dollar to a hundred stacks
Mommy wasn′t fucking with it, now she always running back
Couple bags just to show my face, shit, I love to brag
Bitches that would hate on me, now on IG want a tag


"I remember her from high school, she was always bad"
Shut up, bitch, you ain't never talked to me in the class
Hitting racks, bring it back, time to send my momma that
All my life, growing up, money I would never ask
I got family in Africa who really need a bag
Brother always down the bottle, now I gotta hide the flack

16 with a couple tasks, how I′m 'posed to handle that?
Daddy wasn′t never 'round, inside I was channeling
I know I′ma be the greatest, look at how I handled it
And these niggas didn't hand me shit

So I gotta go and turn this dollar to a hundred stacks
Mommy wasn't fucking with it, now she always running back
Couple bags just to show my face, shit, I love to brag
Niggas they can hate on me, I know why they really mad

They can never rap like this, they can never touch my ass
They can never get the pussy, they can never handle that
Niggas always running back, but they like the front on that
It′s cool, it′s cool, only worry 'bout the racks

So I gotta go and turn this dollar to a hundred stacks
Mommy wasn′t fucking with it, now she always running back
Couple bags just to show my face, shit, I love to brag