F*ck all that bullshit, nigga, I'm still outside (already up three in this shit, nigga)
Already up three (tell them niggas I said, "F*ck 'em")
F*ck 'em
And f*ck that ho too (bitch, f*ck it)
F*ck how you feel (f*ck how you feel, nigga)
Bitch-ass niggas, y'all (?)
Pussy
Bitch, I'm on your ass, you better watch out
Told them niggas, "Catch up"
Ain't never gon' catch up, nigga
Thought it was over? I'ma show you
Ha, already up three in this shit and all my diamonds reflective, huh
He started the year off broke again, I guess his pockets defective
This nigga's out here tryna say I got you, I gotta keep some protection
You worried 'bout what's inside my pockets, worry 'bout your own blessing
I'm a man, I stand on my own two feet, no, we is not the same
One of my hoes actin' dumb on the internet, baby, you never was mine
I'm finna go take this bitch phone, man, some things never gon' change, ha
Real rich niggas don't carry no coins, so what make you think you a dime?
Finally I'm rich than a bitch, ha, my niggas rich than a bitch, ha
Your mama raisin' a bitch, mama (?) soldier
I know my brothers watchin' my 6, the engine, it came with like six
Not to mention the twin-turbo kit, ha, the f*ck I look like pullin' over?
Nigga, I'm rich, you broke, the f*ck is you (?) that shit fishy
Bitch gon' call me a bop, but she just want hook and I ain't never went fishing
Bae asked me, "Who is this?" I told her, "Don't trip, it's just one of my old bitches"
Soon as I'm done with the ho, yeah, she (?) don't even finish
Molly, this shit top-notch, penthouse, that's the hotspot
My bitch, she want drop-tops, my big guns won't drop (?)
Oh, you want your bitch back? How much do you got, got?
My designer mismatched, but this ain't no (?)
(?) I could f*ck Ash Kaash (?) in the back of the Wraith
My niggas hungry for bodies, he rollin' up Molly, so you better stay out the way
We could go body for body, this shit like a hobby, got plenty of kills to pay
I (?) you and your partners, now when I come find you let's see what them niggas gon' say
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F*ck all that bullshit, nigga, I'm still outside (already up three in this shit, nigga)
Already up three (tell them niggas I said, "F*ck 'em")
F*ck 'em
And f*ck that ho too (bitch, f*ck it)
F*ck how you feel (f*ck how you feel, nigga)
Bitch-ass niggas, y'all (?)
Pussy
Bitch, I'm on your ass, you better watch out
Told them niggas, "Catch up"
Ain't never gon' catch up, nigga
Thought it was over? I'ma show you
Ha, already up three in this shit and all my diamonds reflective, huh
He started the year off broke again, I guess his pockets defective
This nigga's out here tryna say I got you, I gotta keep some protection
You worried 'bout what's inside my pockets, worry 'bout your own blessing
I'm a man, I stand on my own two feet, no, we is not the same
One of my hoes actin' dumb on the internet, baby, you never was mine
I'm finna go take this bitch phone, man, some things never gon' change, ha
Real rich niggas don't carry no coins, so what make you think you a dime?
Finally I'm rich than a bitch, ha, my niggas rich than a bitch, ha
Your mama raisin' a bitch, mama (?) soldier
I know my brothers watchin' my 6, the engine, it came with like six
Not to mention the twin-turbo kit, ha, the f*ck I look like pullin' over?
Nigga, I'm rich, you broke, the f*ck is you (?) that shit fishy
Bitch gon' call me a bop, but she just want hook and I ain't never went fishing
Bae asked me, "Who is this?" I told her, "Don't trip, it's just one of my old bitches"
Soon as I'm done with the ho, yeah, she (?) don't even finish
Molly, this shit top-notch, penthouse, that's the hotspot
My bitch, she want drop-tops, my big guns won't drop (?)
Oh, you want your bitch back? How much do you got, got?
My designer mismatched, but this ain't no (?)
(?) I could f*ck Ash Kaash (?) in the back of the Wraith
My niggas hungry for bodies, he rollin' up Molly, so you better stay out the way
We could go body for body, this shit like a hobby, got plenty of kills to pay
I (?) you and your partners, now when I come find you let's see what them niggas gon' say
Already up three (tell them niggas I said, "F*ck 'em")
F*ck 'em
And f*ck that ho too (bitch, f*ck it)
F*ck how you feel (f*ck how you feel, nigga)
Bitch-ass niggas, y'all (?)
Pussy
Bitch, I'm on your ass, you better watch out
Told them niggas, "Catch up"
Ain't never gon' catch up, nigga
Thought it was over? I'ma show you
Ha, already up three in this shit and all my diamonds reflective, huh
He started the year off broke again, I guess his pockets defective
This nigga's out here tryna say I got you, I gotta keep some protection
You worried 'bout what's inside my pockets, worry 'bout your own blessing
I'm a man, I stand on my own two feet, no, we is not the same
One of my hoes actin' dumb on the internet, baby, you never was mine
I'm finna go take this bitch phone, man, some things never gon' change, ha
Real rich niggas don't carry no coins, so what make you think you a dime?
Finally I'm rich than a bitch, ha, my niggas rich than a bitch, ha
Your mama raisin' a bitch, mama (?) soldier
I know my brothers watchin' my 6, the engine, it came with like six
Not to mention the twin-turbo kit, ha, the f*ck I look like pullin' over?
Nigga, I'm rich, you broke, the f*ck is you (?) that shit fishy
Bitch gon' call me a bop, but she just want hook and I ain't never went fishing
Bae asked me, "Who is this?" I told her, "Don't trip, it's just one of my old bitches"
Soon as I'm done with the ho, yeah, she (?) don't even finish
Molly, this shit top-notch, penthouse, that's the hotspot
My bitch, she want drop-tops, my big guns won't drop (?)
Oh, you want your bitch back? How much do you got, got?
My designer mismatched, but this ain't no (?)
(?) I could f*ck Ash Kaash (?) in the back of the Wraith
My niggas hungry for bodies, he rollin' up Molly, so you better stay out the way
We could go body for body, this shit like a hobby, got plenty of kills to pay
I (?) you and your partners, now when I come find you let's see what them niggas gon' say
Writer: Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © SINGLES PUBLISHING, LLC