Sammie NoTeZ - Casino (Produced by Joshua Heflinger) lyrics

[Chorus]: Sammie NoTeZ All of my n***as is zonin' All of my b**hes is cold All of my clothes are Designer All of my Jewelry is gold I just lost 3 or 4 bankrolls Yo f** it ill make me some more And I just keep jacking my price up But I got the sh** for the low And I just keep stackin' my dough I poured up that lean I'm out cold I got all these hoes at my shows Their shirts lift like bu*terfly doors And I Just keep stackin' my dough I might put that benzo on 4's I might put my teeth back on golds So I can flex on all my foes [Verse 1: Sammie NoTeZ] I said here is something you can't understand I just popped another xan Out here gettin hundreds, now I got theses bands I can cash out and get them back again Migo called my phone I was going mia ham Flexing out the gym I had them euros in a band They was throwin shade I was sticking to the plan Cause n***as know I had that hidden leaf by the gram I had 20 missed calls I was thumbing through a check I pulled up my email its full of execs I'm out in the field dont respond to no texts They paid me in cash I ain't f**ing with checks I poured up that OJ, I mixed it with Gin All my n***as was flexin they gone off that henn Ain't have my own car, I was pushing that benz I f** with this girl, Now I'm f**ing her twin Who am I ? Dollar sign, Dollar sign, NoTeZ I start a new trend every time I switch clothes I start a new trend every time I switch Flows I might die and come back, just to pull up in that ghost Oh I swear it must be something in my water Cause n***as threw shade and I came back harder That Jesus piece, Rose Gold, Flex, Ben Baller I was sonin' f** n***as I ain't have no father Beast [Chorus] And I just keep stackin' my dough I poured up that lean I'm out cold I got all these hoes at my shows Their shirts lift like bu*terfly doors And I Just keep stackin' my dough I might put that benzo on 4's I might put my teeth back on golds So I can flex on all my foes All of my n***as is zonin' All of my b**hes is cold All of my clothes are Designer All of my Jewelry is gold I just lost 3 or 4 bankrolls Yo f** it ill make me some more And I just keep jacking my price up But I got the sh** for the low [Breakdown] I got that sh** for the low I might need that lean by the case I pa** all my blunts to these hoes And they take them straight to the face I brought them rich hoes to the hood Yo they've never seen that before The squad wasn't wasting no time with these b**hes They focused on getting that dough [Verse 2] I fell asleep in every cla**, I was dreaming about a lambo Crusin in that benz it got handles I was working overtime trying to make it out the hood If you f**ing with my dough then I'm rambo I was wearing all them carrots on me they thought That my sh** was fake Last year I didn't have two dollars, I came back in bathing ape Had all my homies dozing off that lean Plus I had them b**hes off a bean My chick was bad look like she out a magazine Out here tryna get it with my team [Chorus] And I just keep stackin' my dough I poured up that lean I'm out cold I got all these hoes at my shows Their shirts lift like bu*terfly doors And I Just keep stackin' my dough I might put that benzo on 4's I might put my teeth back on golds So I can flex on all my foes All of my n***as is zonin' All of my b**hes is cold All of my clothes are Designer All of my Jewelry is gold I just lost 3 or 4 bankrolls Yo f** it ill make me some more And I just keep jacking my price up But I got the sh** for the low