TCB - Amari (feat. ET0) Lyrics

Hundreds of thousands won't spend on no bitch
I got W's changing to M's how I flip
Bitch, I'm the batter, I'm switchin' my grip
I been movin' round cause that shit just how I live
In the foreign, I'm speedin', I pull up then leave it
The studio colder than ice in the freezer
I break a bitch back cause the bond gettin' deeper
I'm killin' a cat, better call me the Reaper

I'm on seven different type of levels
I feel like I'm one of the best of the best
I turn my bedroom into a studio
And ever since then, I didn't have time to rest
I pray to the cross hangin' on to my chest
Me and my baby dress out to impress
I roll up in papers, and these interviews
I guess I'm makin' some time for the press

Ooh, movin' the pounds, gettin' money, I'm sellin' the dope
I been on fire, lil' bitch better stop like a Pre-and go roll
Brothers, they always gon' slide with a poole
Shit, this is magic, they swarm like a flock
Now that I got to cash, its the dough

I love flyin' out of state
I guess my private jet flew over your estate
And the ATL's callin' my name, it's callin' my name
That's word of my BZ, that's word to my blake
The studio's gettin' too easy, gettin' too easy
Gettin' too easy for me
I'm sellin' these tickets, I'm sellin' these shows
Shoutout to villa, he hittin' my phone

Flyin' in the Wraith, bitches know they fake
Every f*ckin' day, music on the way
They don't want no fade, feel it in my brain
You on the side, ain't got time for me
These haters, they say what they say
They say what they say, but it ain't meanin' shit to us
I pull up to the parties, I pull up to the shows
And they pourin' that shot, come on, fill it up

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Somebody go call a doctor
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I got bitches, they drownin' in water
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Somebody go call a doctor
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ain't no one in this bitch goin' harder

Ran out of stamina, ran out of shits to give
Bitches is lit
I got your baby mama in my crib
I got your baby mama in my crib
I ran out of f*cks to give for ya
Cause the Audemar shinin' too bright for ya bitches
From club to club, these bitches is bitches
They bitchin' about what I do for a livin

Ooh, movin' the pounds, gettin' money, I'm sellin' the dope
I been on fire, lil' bitch better stop like a Pre-and go roll
Brothers, they always gon' slide with a poole
Shit, this is magic, they swarm like a flock
Now that I got to cash, its the dough