Don't Look At Numbers (feat. Brent Faiyaz) (Remix)

Lyrics: Christopher Wood/Carrington Wilson Music: Christopher Wood Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killing it Plugg I want it, I got it, My b***h from the tropics I inhale exotic I stay with the plug, don't look at numbers, I drop it This drank in my cup, body full of ********* I add it up fine with no problem I'm triple cross, X anyone for the profit You should work for your spot, anyone can get opted I'm true in this game, can't nobody get swapped in (Plugg) She said, "What's your name?" "Where you from?" "Can I wear your chain?" "Where your friends?" "Can I meet your gang?" "Where your Glock?" "Can I see your flame?" My wrist flooded like I sell ******* Call me halftime, but I want the whole thing You talk too much, I'ma let that ho bang You don't rap well but in the court, you'll sing I told her, "Don't look at the numbers" (Oh, don't look, don't look) Don't look at the prices, I can't afford it, babe (The nice, yeah) It's all on me (That nigga been made) The more you need (b***h, stop playin') I could be your everything (Plugg, oh) And if you let me I'll eat it all night (Oh) Get it all right, I give lil' baby the time of her life You and your friend, I want double tonight Look at my neck, I just doubled my ice You don't know what you're missin' I mixin', I get it, I'm livin' the life I want it, I got it, My b***h from the tropics I inhale exotic I stay with the plug (Plugg), don't look at numbers, I drop it This drank in my cup, body full of ********* I add it up fine with no problem I'm triple cross, X anyone for the profit You should work for your spot, anyone can get opted I'm true in this game, can't nobody get swapped in She said, "What's your name?" "Where you from?" "Can I wear your chain?" "Where your friends?" "Can I meet your gang?" "Where your Glock?" "Can I see your flame?" My wrist flooded like I sell ******* Call me halftime, but I want the whole thing You talk too much, I'ma let that ho bang You don't rap well but in the court, you'll sing I wake up and go get the brick I wake up, go get it 'fore I go to sleep It was some days I had nothing to eat I got some clothes that I wore for a week I got some hoes that weren't ****ing with me Now they wanna kick it, come **** with the team I'm used to it, I could sell shit and sell dreams They say it's sewed up, but that ain't what it seems I gave my all and got rich with my brothers This Glock got her name, so I tell her I love her I put out a single and I made a double Turn that to a triple, I know how to hustle I get all pounds and I'm moving with muscle I'm flexin' on niggas and don't move a muscle I want it, I got it, I came from the struggle (Plugg) I want it, I got it, My b***h from the tropics I inhale exotic I stay with the plug, don't look at numbers, I drop it This drank in my cup, body full of ********* I add it up fine with no problem I'm triple cross, X anyone for the profit You should work for your spot, anyone can get opted I'm true in this game, can't nobody get swapped in She said, "What's your name?" "Where you from?" "Can I wear your chain?" (Plugg) "Where your friends?" "Can I meet your gang?" "Where your Glock?" "Can I see your flame?" My wrist flooded like I sell ******* Call me halftime, but I want the whole thing You talk too much, I'ma let that ho bang You don't rap well but in the court, you'll sing