Why don't ya
Hype a bitch up or something
I'm tryna get it
Nigga
We all trying to function
You hating bitches
Aw, you a whole hoe ass nigga
Quit shaming bitches 2020
We all tryna get some money, okay
My big fat blunt got diabetes
Crowd come round when I heat the seasoning
Imma eat this season, don't worry
See you judging bitches, no jury
My teeth shine wit no jewelry
My keef smoke wit no flame on it
This cake hurr, put yo name on it
Me any nigga like Dame, HOVA
F*ck a bitch gotta be ashamed over
Get the pack in, make it change over
Wait at yo bitch house like layover
She love me and that's fine and all
Keep her rolling on my wrist like a basketball
My dick long, hope the casket tall
I been hyped up wit no Adderall
My bitch cheat, I ain't mad at all
We movin' how we moving, you can pass the ball
Out with the stars like a asteroid
Out in the void
Gainfully employed
I got an ounce or two, I got an open LaCroix
We out here from the gut and we behaving as such
But you can know we bout to touch us some paper, so baby, baby
Why don't ya
Hype a bitch up or something
I'm tryna get it
Nigga
We all trying to function
You hating bitches
Aw, you a whole hoe ass nigga
Quit shaming bitch 2020
We all tryna get some money, okay