Backseat inna AMG I'm tryna get busy
Tell em we can go wherever girl just roll with me
Power come with money so this month I'm tryna hold 50
Crashing out about the bitch he ain't get no pity
I can show you how to live ain't into all the extra but I still go to the club and throw your rent
Tequila freak no she ain't sipping on no gin
The way she put it on me can't believe this bitch ain't asking me for shit
But all that make me wanna do is throw these bands on you
You say he don't put you in the mood just let me know when you through
I'm in the backstreet sliding ain't no room cause this a coupe
She brought a friend f*ck it we can make some room
Always tryna have your cake and eat it too
You niggas greedy never learn from every time you lose
They all know me where we at ain't gotta introduce
Ain't gotta fake nothing with me I just rather you choose
Where the liquor at let's toast up
I need me a blunt somebody roll up
Only 3's in this bitch you can't come in if you don't know one
Say she been loving the gang well gone and show us
That's why every time they see a nigga balling tryna score some
Whatever you niggas selling we don't need it
(we don't need it)
Only bad bitches in here they all demons
(yeah she a demon)
The shit we doing lately you wouldn't believe it
Got niggas crashing out and you gon' run your mouth give them a reason
It's only bad hoes in here and every last one on go
I walked in with all ones left every last one on the floor
I started off with hand-me-downs now I drop bands on the clothes
Started off in her close friends ended up in her throat like how predictable
She say she can't stand me I'm despicable
Was up like 20 racks in 12th grade just ask the principal
She told me I must think I'm hot shit cause I rap
I had to laugh bitch I been hot shit since way before that
But this ain't cockiness or arrogance it's factual statements
I'm back to the basics get a bag blow it replace it
I'm not new to this I'm true to this a veteran baby
Shit I been balling so long I need a letterman baby
You know it's all in the mindset all in the grind
Got bad hoes sending paragraphs it's all in the fine print
Circle full of bosses cause it's all about environment
Let's run it up forever give a f*ck about retirement
Where the liquor at let's toast up
I need me a blunt somebody roll up
Only 3's in this bitch you can't come in if you don't know one
Say she been loving the gang well gone and show us
That's why every time they see a nigga balling tryna score some
Whatever you niggas selling we don't need it
(we don't need it)
Only bad bitches in here they all demons
(yeah she a demon)
The shit we doing lately you wouldn't believe it
Got niggas crashing out and you gon' run your mouth give them a reason