Got a new bitch, she bad
Had to double up what I Had
Got new racks, new riches
Got new friends, new bitches
Had to take break, then I'm on to the next
Hell yeah, I flex
I think that I'm her favorite
She always screaming S - E - X
Had to lay the bitch down like concrete
Sell a big dope in the backstreet
Got a shooter runnin' round with my heat
But he'll still hit you in the face for the free
Crashed my whip
Think I need a new V
Sick of sedans
Think i want a SRT
Move too fast for the lil' bitch
So I put my hand on her leg,
Think I'm too strong on a lil' bitch
When I put my hand on her head
YES I pray to my lord when I go to sleep
Count my dollars, don't count no sheep
I'm feelin' Kanye crazy
Livin' that good life, baby
In VA on the water, feelin' like the Navy
They said, don't bring sand to the beach
Well, I did it
They told Eve don't bite that apple
Well, she did it
They said, two wrongs don't make a right
But two perky's gon' make me right
Let's take a lil the trip, we vibin'
Roll the shit up, we ridin'
Fell in love with my nasty bitch
She love when I'm all inside it
Nine one-one, think I need a shooter
Know niggas on computers like Lester
Get chips and cheat like Chester
Had to lock the bitch down, arrest her
Fit $500 on a bad day
Went out sad bout a bitxh in a bad way
It's gon' be alright, lil' nigga
Go get cash, go get richer
Got my eyes on the timepiece
That's Patek not no Richard
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Got a new bitch, she bad
Had to double up what I Had
Got new racks, new riches
Got new friends, new bitches
Had to take break, then I'm on to the next
Hell yeah, I flex
I think that I'm her favorite
She always screaming S - E - X
Had to lay the bitch down like concrete
Sell a big dope in the backstreet
Got a shooter runnin' round with my heat
But he'll still hit you in the face for the free
Crashed my whip
Think I need a new V
Sick of sedans
Think i want a SRT
Move too fast for the lil' bitch
So I put my hand on her leg,
Think I'm too strong on a lil' bitch
When I put my hand on her head
YES I pray to my lord when I go to sleep
Count my dollars, don't count no sheep
I'm feelin' Kanye crazy
Livin' that good life, baby
In VA on the water, feelin' like the Navy
They said, don't bring sand to the beach
Well, I did it
They told Eve don't bite that apple
Well, she did it
They said, two wrongs don't make a right
But two perky's gon' make me right
Let's take a lil the trip, we vibin'
Roll the shit up, we ridin'
Fell in love with my nasty bitch
She love when I'm all inside it
Nine one-one, think I need a shooter
Know niggas on computers like Lester
Get chips and cheat like Chester
Had to lock the bitch down, arrest her
Fit $500 on a bad day
Went out sad bout a bitxh in a bad way
It's gon' be alright, lil' nigga
Go get cash, go get richer
Got my eyes on the timepiece
That's Patek not no Richard
Had to double up what I Had
Got new racks, new riches
Got new friends, new bitches
Had to take break, then I'm on to the next
Hell yeah, I flex
I think that I'm her favorite
She always screaming S - E - X
Had to lay the bitch down like concrete
Sell a big dope in the backstreet
Got a shooter runnin' round with my heat
But he'll still hit you in the face for the free
Crashed my whip
Think I need a new V
Sick of sedans
Think i want a SRT
Move too fast for the lil' bitch
So I put my hand on her leg,
Think I'm too strong on a lil' bitch
When I put my hand on her head
YES I pray to my lord when I go to sleep
Count my dollars, don't count no sheep
I'm feelin' Kanye crazy
Livin' that good life, baby
In VA on the water, feelin' like the Navy
They said, don't bring sand to the beach
Well, I did it
They told Eve don't bite that apple
Well, she did it
They said, two wrongs don't make a right
But two perky's gon' make me right
Let's take a lil the trip, we vibin'
Roll the shit up, we ridin'
Fell in love with my nasty bitch
She love when I'm all inside it
Nine one-one, think I need a shooter
Know niggas on computers like Lester
Get chips and cheat like Chester
Had to lock the bitch down, arrest her
Fit $500 on a bad day
Went out sad bout a bitxh in a bad way
It's gon' be alright, lil' nigga
Go get cash, go get richer
Got my eyes on the timepiece
That's Patek not no Richard
Writer: Spell Carlise
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