God damn it, bitch.
Keep a Smith Wesson, we can do whatever, hey.
You say you a boss, I know you a lame.
And that nigga ugly, what the fuck you sayin'?
You ain't gettin' money, girl, you need a plan You a broke bitch, shawty's holdin' out your tan
I'm a real bitch.
I just be getting bad.
Spend it, get it back.
And I split it with my mans.
That money in my hand, put it right on your head.
Ain't no loss.
I'm a boss.
I can do this shit again.
Fuck a row.
We speak facts.
If a lame bitch talking, I won't even speak back.
Keep that four, five, all black.
We strapped.
We back.
Pop up on the make a bitch.
See that.
Hey, fuck all them niggas.
We gonna fuck up this cash.
I hopped out my.
feelings and i hopped in my bag hopped in the barn bitch you hopped in the cab still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass hey
Hey, I'm a real bitch, I can't fake shit.
Real fucking pussy, I don't shake shit.
You just figured it out, bro.
You late, bitch.
You a broke bitch.
You ain't got no best to play with.
Somewhere out at Kelly do the dash and it's
spaceship you somewhere in the crib looking mad cause you ain't shit you ain't tough big bank tank little bank bitch you bankrupt all them hoes losing but they ain't us niggas we gonna fuck up this cash i hopped out my feelings and i hopped in my bag
Hopped in the farm, bitch, you hopped in the cab.
Still living with your mama, you ain't hopped off your ass, hey.
Fuck all them niggas, we gon' fuck up.
this cash i hopped out my feelings and i hopped in my bag hopped in the barn bitch you hopped in the cabs still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass hey all these mad rappers will i keep a spent long nights running low and dirty now my coop is party
Please cock and get the turkey.
Have a nigga swearing, niggas serving, bitches drinking bourbon.
I remember back when hoes was curving.
Not for hoes, but I want them.
Bro used to post on the corner.
Money was bitchin' the phone.
I killin' shit, sendin' these hoes to the corner.
Don't be sad, now I'm a nigga up.
Hey, P-Squad, don't.
Why you comin' over, bitch, if you ain't tryin' to make me come?
Stupid-ass bitch, I'll send someone to smack you.
Go on and pull up, saw my lil' sister.
to stab you gang posted up on the corner like a statue clip around my chest like a motherfucking satchel
you ain't tough big bank tank little bank all them hoes losing but they ain't nothing you ain't tough
Big bank, tank, little bank.
Bitch, you bankrupt.
All them hoes losing, but they ain't.
Fuck off.
Them niggas be gonna fuck up
this cash i hopped out my feelings and i hopped in my bag hopped in the barn bitch you hopped in the cab still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass hey
All them niggas be gon' fuck up this cash I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag
in the barn bitch you hopped in the cab still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass
hundred bottles no sparkles we already lit thousand hundred dollar bills like it's counterfeit
You love the hoe, I slug the bitch, we on some different shit This shit done come from around the way, I'm on some different drip Sticky
She wanna get with me.
I need me a bad bride.
Then again, I'm naked.
I ain't living no witness.
Christian Lube Emergency.
Shout out to the homies behind the wall.
Yeah, the murder team.
The murder team.
The one that kept it silent.
Sip a medicine and got me out my body.
Daytime going through a dime all in follies.
Big bank take little bank.
I'm really getting money.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Fuck off.
The niggas be gonna fuck up.
this cash i hopped out my feelings and i hopped in my bag hopped in the barn bitch you hopped in the cab still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass hey
All them niggas be gon' fuck up this cash.
I hopped out my feelings and I hopped in my bag.
in the barn bitch you hopped in the cabs still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass
Shabbat shalom.
With your mama, you ain't hopped off your ass.
