Right now off of the pack
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
Pop me an 'X' then I'm goin' insane
I f*ck me that bitch and I don't know her name
Made that hoe my one, she put on my chains
Usually, I don't even like to be claimed
Bitches be hoppin' on dick cause they dig what I'm sayin'
And plus, they f*ck with the gang
They know a young nigga be paid
And plus Mizzy just put me on to put ice on my pinky ring
Yeen got cash? Then nigga send Apple Pay
I need my money like now, like andale
I'ma go stand up right there where yo' mama stay
Twist on your bitch in the bed like an undertak-er
I got these racks, I got hella pap-er
Shock the whole world like I got a tas-er
Makin' these plays like I'm Budda Bak-er
Gas by the pound, buyout hella flavors
Before I go f*ck on a bitch and turn up and get lit I make sure that I got paid first
I'm in the whip and I make it say 'SKRT'
Got f*ckin' hoes all on my dick and they tryna eat me up like assume a f*ckin' gator
That bitch is a hoe but I still might save her
I'ma money getter and a dream chaser
Yeah
Shawdy just met me, she want Saint Laurent
Got this glizzy on me, it can't ride in the trunk
Nigga run up and get smoked like some runtz
My brother ready to hit, I can't hang with no punks
Shawdy be blowin' my line when I'm out on the road
But I gotta get to the money
Remember them days I was down on my dick
And them niggas stood laughing, but shit wasn't funny
Hop in the hemi, do more than 100
She in my face, she get hit then get punted
Bullets gon' eat 'em, he ain't gon get punished
Got this fire on my side, I ain't scared I ain't runin'
Huh, huh
Niggas talkin' bout racks, I got lotta those
Niggas broke but they proud cause they gettin' hoes
I got aim, I could knock off his nose
I'm addicted to money, think I need another dose
Right now off of the pack
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
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Right now off of the pack
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
Pop me an 'X' then I'm goin' insane
I f*ck me that bitch and I don't know her name
Made that hoe my one, she put on my chains
Usually, I don't even like to be claimed
Bitches be hoppin' on dick cause they dig what I'm sayin'
And plus, they f*ck with the gang
They know a young nigga be paid
And plus Mizzy just put me on to put ice on my pinky ring
Yeen got cash? Then nigga send Apple Pay
I need my money like now, like andale
I'ma go stand up right there where yo' mama stay
Twist on your bitch in the bed like an undertak-er
I got these racks, I got hella pap-er
Shock the whole world like I got a tas-er
Makin' these plays like I'm Budda Bak-er
Gas by the pound, buyout hella flavors
Before I go f*ck on a bitch and turn up and get lit I make sure that I got paid first
I'm in the whip and I make it say 'SKRT'
Got f*ckin' hoes all on my dick and they tryna eat me up like assume a f*ckin' gator
That bitch is a hoe but I still might save her
I'ma money getter and a dream chaser
Yeah
Shawdy just met me, she want Saint Laurent
Got this glizzy on me, it can't ride in the trunk
Nigga run up and get smoked like some runtz
My brother ready to hit, I can't hang with no punks
Shawdy be blowin' my line when I'm out on the road
But I gotta get to the money
Remember them days I was down on my dick
And them niggas stood laughing, but shit wasn't funny
Hop in the hemi, do more than 100
She in my face, she get hit then get punted
Bullets gon' eat 'em, he ain't gon get punished
Got this fire on my side, I ain't scared I ain't runin'
Huh, huh
Niggas talkin' bout racks, I got lotta those
Niggas broke but they proud cause they gettin' hoes
I got aim, I could knock off his nose
I'm addicted to money, think I need another dose
Right now off of the pack
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
Pop me an 'X' then I'm goin' insane
I f*ck me that bitch and I don't know her name
Made that hoe my one, she put on my chains
Usually, I don't even like to be claimed
Bitches be hoppin' on dick cause they dig what I'm sayin'
And plus, they f*ck with the gang
They know a young nigga be paid
And plus Mizzy just put me on to put ice on my pinky ring
Yeen got cash? Then nigga send Apple Pay
I need my money like now, like andale
I'ma go stand up right there where yo' mama stay
Twist on your bitch in the bed like an undertak-er
I got these racks, I got hella pap-er
Shock the whole world like I got a tas-er
Makin' these plays like I'm Budda Bak-er
Gas by the pound, buyout hella flavors
Before I go f*ck on a bitch and turn up and get lit I make sure that I got paid first
I'm in the whip and I make it say 'SKRT'
Got f*ckin' hoes all on my dick and they tryna eat me up like assume a f*ckin' gator
That bitch is a hoe but I still might save her
I'ma money getter and a dream chaser
Yeah
Shawdy just met me, she want Saint Laurent
Got this glizzy on me, it can't ride in the trunk
Nigga run up and get smoked like some runtz
My brother ready to hit, I can't hang with no punks
Shawdy be blowin' my line when I'm out on the road
But I gotta get to the money
Remember them days I was down on my dick
And them niggas stood laughing, but shit wasn't funny
Hop in the hemi, do more than 100
She in my face, she get hit then get punted
Bullets gon' eat 'em, he ain't gon get punished
Got this fire on my side, I ain't scared I ain't runin'
Huh, huh
Niggas talkin' bout racks, I got lotta those
Niggas broke but they proud cause they gettin' hoes
I got aim, I could knock off his nose
I'm addicted to money, think I need another dose
Right now off of the pack
Plug got good price, never get taxed
Had to show these racks
Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached
Everything designer, even the hat
She over here talkin' bout she tryna match
She matching my swag, plus she real bad
Yeah, might have to put her on the map
Let a f*ck nigga play, he gon get slapped
Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap
She don't know, pop a pill, I go
Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe
My voice is the key I know
Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled
I'm shooting like Key I know
Writer: Rick Walker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid