There's way too many bad bitches around the world for me to worry about you
I've been spending a lot of money but I'm making a lot of too
Double G keep my pants up, spend some money, turn to a dancer
I don't need to ask, she got the answer Kicking your door when they got their hands up
Can't hear my bluntness, try like cancer Like getting rich like Musa Mintos
And Scooty wanna cash out This shit bitch is lucky
I'm throwing money in the air She f*ck me like she love me
She said Scooty, you ecstasy, I feel you in my tummy
I'm a cup of beans, give everything, this bitch making me the kind
And everyday I mix my drugs, I can't get high off one
I'm going to sleep at 8am, I don't follow the sun
Do everything myself, man, I don't go to studio
Yo bitch over here, hitting road more fast, I feel like a groupie hoe
And I'm moving around alone, those kids so I can't come nowhere home
Model bitch over here, really throwing that neck in her back, swear I'm giving her dome
And I'm feeling so satisfied with these two ladies, bad bitches
One take really good care of me, the other one pour the dishes
I'm really worried about my music, I'm not worried about my money
My shit is like a boomerang, just wait a minute, it's coming
I know you got a feeling, it's gon' rain in your face and I ain't even coming
My passport got so f*cking high, luggage cost a couple racks
Collecting bitches like Bacchodon, she smoke my nuts like Cheech & Chong
I hate getting on planes alone, I need a bitch to come along
Triple L's can't stay around, as long as she give it on
She want my attention but I can't hear her cause I speak it too loud
I've been robbing real real life, I don't think this shit's a brag about
Had to cut some niggas off cause they only had their hand out
Say screw to you, 20 years old man, what the f*ck's your plan now
I don't even expect you to get it or to understand now
Just know there's a real good reason why I kept my head down