Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
Before hell turn to home, I need to quit f*ckin' with Lucy
Always keep the chrome, but I be tuckin' my toolie
Bitches know I'm a dog, but they still wanna groom me
Know we all got flaws, except for all my jewelry
She wanna f*ck and commentary, I won't do missionary
She want me to pop her cherry, rurn that bitch to Carrie
This bitch like Halle Berry, cat scratches on my back
I make her sing canary
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like, honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
You ain't faithful
Team full of winners, can't lose
Sign with the gang, make news
My day ones, can't choose
Took my old bitch, to my new hoe
Lil white bitch pussy, like nuvo
Stay wit' that Nina, don't move wrong
Call me Fuego, but I'm frio
Fuego pull up with that Mac, shots right on your back
No leg shots, I'm aiming' at hats
You know that, I stay with a sack
Nickname my Nina, Ayesha
Bitch came, wit' a Curry on her
Yeah I had to throw the 30 on her, put a 30 to your jersey homie
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip, like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
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Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
Before hell turn to home, I need to quit f*ckin' with Lucy
Always keep the chrome, but I be tuckin' my toolie
Bitches know I'm a dog, but they still wanna groom me
Know we all got flaws, except for all my jewelry
She wanna f*ck and commentary, I won't do missionary
She want me to pop her cherry, rurn that bitch to Carrie
This bitch like Halle Berry, cat scratches on my back
I make her sing canary
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like, honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
You ain't faithful
Team full of winners, can't lose
Sign with the gang, make news
My day ones, can't choose
Took my old bitch, to my new hoe
Lil white bitch pussy, like nuvo
Stay wit' that Nina, don't move wrong
Call me Fuego, but I'm frio
Fuego pull up with that Mac, shots right on your back
No leg shots, I'm aiming' at hats
You know that, I stay with a sack
Nickname my Nina, Ayesha
Bitch came, wit' a Curry on her
Yeah I had to throw the 30 on her, put a 30 to your jersey homie
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip, like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
Before hell turn to home, I need to quit f*ckin' with Lucy
Always keep the chrome, but I be tuckin' my toolie
Bitches know I'm a dog, but they still wanna groom me
Know we all got flaws, except for all my jewelry
She wanna f*ck and commentary, I won't do missionary
She want me to pop her cherry, rurn that bitch to Carrie
This bitch like Halle Berry, cat scratches on my back
I make her sing canary
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
I let her f*ck the team, now she want a ring
I only love the green, you must be off a bean
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip like, honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
You ain't faithful
Team full of winners, can't lose
Sign with the gang, make news
My day ones, can't choose
Took my old bitch, to my new hoe
Lil white bitch pussy, like nuvo
Stay wit' that Nina, don't move wrong
Call me Fuego, but I'm frio
Fuego pull up with that Mac, shots right on your back
No leg shots, I'm aiming' at hats
You know that, I stay with a sack
Nickname my Nina, Ayesha
Bitch came, wit' a Curry on her
Yeah I had to throw the 30 on her, put a 30 to your jersey homie
Keep a full cup, I'm throwed, I need a sea (c) of notes, I need to re-up more, can't plea with me I'm cutthroat
Keep it g to the code, solid down to the soul, knock it down domino, 10 to the ground my toes
F*ck that shit, get your money up
Talk that shit, they running' up
That check hit, I run it up
My sauce drip, like honey
Modern desperado
Need a Marilyn Monroe
We either fam or foe
We ain't fam you food
Writer: Andrew Barksdale, Tyrone Kilgore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid