Why you keep f*cking up the mood girl don't ask me shit
I was in the house tryna get on nasty shit
Used to hit you from the front ain't gotta ask me shit
Now it seem like all you ever do is ask me shit
But baby girl I'll say
If you ain't talking bout the money I skate
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
All you do is ask about another bitch in my face
You'll tear this bitch down if you ain't have it yo way
Is you gone be these other bitches gone show me different
Is you gone cut a nigga short or you gone go the distance
Why all these niggas act like opps like I don't know the difference
I just drop a couple bands and I can get 'em missing
We can disappear tonight you know that I'm livin'
If you ask about the money it's touching the ceiling
If you ever did me wrong I could never forget it
I'm ducking the allegations I can barely hear it
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
Aye you the type to leave him left if he don't act right
You be all up in the gym to keep that ass tight
Duck off for a couple summers get them racks right
I ain't clearing information get the fax
Is you gone be just like the opps or you gone show me different
I ain't gotta keep a head count to know who missing
You start getting in my way and imma show you distance
You gone push me to the edge you don't know my limits
If the topic is the money you know that I get it
I can hit you from the back girl you know that I'm with it
We can blow a couple stacks you know it's no limit
I can take you to the back show you how I'm living
Why you bring up other bitches keep on asking shit
Why you don't never wanna chill and rub my back and shit
No you ain't like these other bitches you on classy shit
I can teach you something new put you on nasty shit
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
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Why you keep f*cking up the mood girl don't ask me shit
I was in the house tryna get on nasty shit
Used to hit you from the front ain't gotta ask me shit
Now it seem like all you ever do is ask me shit
But baby girl I'll say
If you ain't talking bout the money I skate
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
All you do is ask about another bitch in my face
You'll tear this bitch down if you ain't have it yo way
Is you gone be these other bitches gone show me different
Is you gone cut a nigga short or you gone go the distance
Why all these niggas act like opps like I don't know the difference
I just drop a couple bands and I can get 'em missing
We can disappear tonight you know that I'm livin'
If you ask about the money it's touching the ceiling
If you ever did me wrong I could never forget it
I'm ducking the allegations I can barely hear it
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
Aye you the type to leave him left if he don't act right
You be all up in the gym to keep that ass tight
Duck off for a couple summers get them racks right
I ain't clearing information get the fax
Is you gone be just like the opps or you gone show me different
I ain't gotta keep a head count to know who missing
You start getting in my way and imma show you distance
You gone push me to the edge you don't know my limits
If the topic is the money you know that I get it
I can hit you from the back girl you know that I'm with it
We can blow a couple stacks you know it's no limit
I can take you to the back show you how I'm living
Why you bring up other bitches keep on asking shit
Why you don't never wanna chill and rub my back and shit
No you ain't like these other bitches you on classy shit
I can teach you something new put you on nasty shit
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
I was in the house tryna get on nasty shit
Used to hit you from the front ain't gotta ask me shit
Now it seem like all you ever do is ask me shit
But baby girl I'll say
If you ain't talking bout the money I skate
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
All you do is ask about another bitch in my face
You'll tear this bitch down if you ain't have it yo way
Is you gone be these other bitches gone show me different
Is you gone cut a nigga short or you gone go the distance
Why all these niggas act like opps like I don't know the difference
I just drop a couple bands and I can get 'em missing
We can disappear tonight you know that I'm livin'
If you ask about the money it's touching the ceiling
If you ever did me wrong I could never forget it
I'm ducking the allegations I can barely hear it
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
Aye you the type to leave him left if he don't act right
You be all up in the gym to keep that ass tight
Duck off for a couple summers get them racks right
I ain't clearing information get the fax
Is you gone be just like the opps or you gone show me different
I ain't gotta keep a head count to know who missing
You start getting in my way and imma show you distance
You gone push me to the edge you don't know my limits
If the topic is the money you know that I get it
I can hit you from the back girl you know that I'm with it
We can blow a couple stacks you know it's no limit
I can take you to the back show you how I'm living
Why you bring up other bitches keep on asking shit
Why you don't never wanna chill and rub my back and shit
No you ain't like these other bitches you on classy shit
I can teach you something new put you on nasty shit
You keep asking all these question I
I don't know what you want from me
Girl you...
I been getting to the money worried bout another bitch girl I can't
Treat you like you fast food have a nice day
I ain't worried bout no opps imma have it my way
You the one I crush on every Wednesday
Don't worry bout the gossip they gone do that anyways
Writer: Dontae Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid