Way Too Long Lyrics

Valley, you shot that too?
Big Shot, you got the sauce

I been having this shit way too long, ain't no running out
Used to hit the bank and take out twenties, I like hundreds now
I can walk right on the showroom floor and drop a hundred down
How I go to jumping on a jet straight from public house?
Skyami, we got 50 bitches naked on the yacht, yeah
We walked in the club, she like, "They bottles never stop"
$50,000 on my watch, and I don't look at clocks
We got nothing but bad bitches, I don't look at bops
I been having so much motion, this shit starting to show now
We went up to the top floor for her to go down
$400,000, I'll be damned if I slow down
Bitch, I know I'm him, and I ain't talking 'bout the pronoun

Look, I walked in on some artist shit, he better guard his bitch
I put a bitch in cardiac, ass like Ari is
Bitch, don't act like you don't call from that block right there where Carter is
Told myself I was gonna make it far and made it farther then
All them haters, I accomplished what they said I wouldn't
Really made me pop my shit is when they said I couldn't
I was the one that went and got it, I got tired of looking
Went from $20 on my books, it's $20,000 to book me now
I'm on a different wave, I get different pay, hey
I made 60k in 60 seconds, that was just today, hey
ARP make them pause quick as chemical mace, hey
I might come out retirement if he one of them faces
Don't get your homie cooked right in front of you like hibachi
When them chips hit his body, boy, these bitches hot as Takis
He got hit with a stick, that boy got ice like it was hockey
You can tell what type of nigga I am off the cocky
Valet parked the Lamb and better not come back with a scratch, hey
That's Maybach after Maybach when I say we back to back
I ride V12, might take off on 12, fuck your scat
Got a detailed bulletproof 'Lac for the rat
I might buy your bitch a purse, I make them type of gestures first
I might take that bitch to Turks and make her pop it like a Perk
Fucking with a nigga like me, baby, you ain't gotta work
Fuck me good, I might feel generous and buy a Birkin
I just bought a four-flat, and flipped it and made four flat
I can never go back, broke ass on the doormat, on the floor
I don't sit in places for too long, I be on the go
Toasting up, we in the middle of the ocean on a boat
Bitches kissing bitches, I got two, that's a split decision
Ask about us in them trenches, they gon' tell you we the biggest
80 in my right pocket, it's hard to keep up my breeches
We just threw a 100 in this club and we ain't finished

We ain't done, we ain't done yet
We ain't done yet
We ain't done
We ain't done yet
Big Shot, you got the sauce
We ain't done yet