Lyricist : andre burt/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Composer : andre burt/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
(Brrat, Brrat)
(Brrat, Brrat)
(Yeah, brrat)
(Yeah, I'm on shit)
Yeah, I'm on s**t (Go)
I was taking chicks to LA, tryna hit (Hit)
That money getting spent (Fah)
I'm on s**t (Yeah)
Hoes on me, they think I'm the s**t (I'm the s**t, go, I'm the s**t)
I'ma keep it player (Yeah)
Come through popping s**t off, hell yeah (Hell yeah, yeah)
I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (Won't catch me there, go)
I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care, uh)
Don't give a **** about them (Yeah)
No, we not living like them
Flex, like I'm at a gym (Yeah)
I'm really feeling like him (Yeah)
I don't got time for nobody (Go)
Fashion all on my body (Let's go)
Action, n***a outside (Go)
Nigga pulled up, n***a slide (Slide)
Nigga pulled up, n***a slide (Slide)
Nigga pulled up, n***a slide (Yeah)
Nigga pulled up, n***a slide (Yeah)
Nigga pulled up, n***a slide (Go)
I know it's gon' be alright (Go)
I don't believe in the hype (Nah, nah)
Remember that money was tight (Yeah)
And then that boy money got right (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm on s**t (Yeah, s**t)
I was taking chicks to LA, tryna hit (Hit)
That money getting spent (Okay, fah)
I'm on s**t (Grah, go)
Hoes on me, they think I'm the s**t (I'm the s**t, go, I'm the s**t)
I'ma keep it player (Brah)
Come through popping s**t off, hell yeah (Hell yeah, yeah)
I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (Won't catch me there, no)
I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care)
Yeah
I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't give a damn
I gotta dropped that bag, 'cause I know all my boys go h.a.m
I'm in L.A. , ****in' on model bitches, might catch it on cam
These niggas, they hate because I got all of this and they still sellin' grams
And I got a milf b***h with a Lamb'
She wanna ****, I'm like, "Yes, ma'am"
I'm swagging it up, I'm feeling like Bam
My Glocky untucked, no my s**t don't jam
I don't give a ****, I don't give a damn
If a n***a try me, better watch his whole fam
I got demons by me and they ready to blam
I been taxin' these niggas, feel like Uncle Sam
In L.A. everyday, like I play for the Rams
Yeah, I'm on s**t (Go)
I was taking chicks to LA, tryna hit (Hit)
That money getting spent (Okay, fah)
I'm on s**t (Grra, go)
Hoes on me, they think I'm the s**t (Shit, go)
I'ma keep it player (Bwaa)
Come through popping s**t off, hell yeah (Hell yeah, yeah)
I'm not with them niggas, won't catch me there (Won't catch me there, go)
I went and dropped that bag, 'cause I don't care (I don't care, go)
Go
