The Alchemist - Figures lyrics

[Verse 1: Cash Nelly] I hit my n***a Fat Kitty For a package of the scubes You gets 1 for the 3 I gets 4 for the 2 That's Mathematics love Lo fronted me a nug I could make your mom's salary in a week selling d** But i'm smooth fam I'd rather do this rap sh** If the money come short second option is that crack tip I'm watching Belly slumped, blazing Dro in the palace I let the money tell where i stay f** an Atlas I'm in my Yairon whip that's the Mercury These hoes on that Trixie tip they keep lurking me I'm cracking telephones and cracking cards it's a purgery Headband from Switzerland, My jersey say Germany Slicing competition like I'm licensed for surgery Main reason why these p**y n***as wanna murder me But i still run up in yo sh**, like it was a burglary I let my girl gargle me, these other hoes is trickery DirtyMobb n***as on a come up, Art Boy Billionaires Better get your funds up, f** last place cause right now We the runners up, Mini Hulk Hogan n***as swear they all tough bruh