408island - gEtright (feat. slayr) Lyrics

I still feel like a rich guy F*ckin' on a hoe every fifth night
She a thick bitch, I'm tryna get inside Wok steady f*ckin' up my insides
Yeah, get right Listen to me, it will be fine
Make a whole tape before midnight Intelligent nigga with some insight
Bitch, make you clap for me Bitch, you know how to throw the ass for me
Nigga, tell me that ain't featherweight, that's blasphemy
Got a choppa by my side, this bitch blast for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, f*ck it up, huh, yeah, f*ck it up
Yeah, f*ck it up, huh, yeah, f*ck it up
Yeah, f*ck it up, huh, yeah, f*ck it up
Yeah, f*ck it up
You know that I'm sippin' out a double cup
Every day, that nigga finna run it up, yeah
I will not be one and done
Glazed that bitch like a honey bun
Said I was a joke, it's not a funny one
I'm runnin' on that money, man
Money, man, yeah, money, man
Money, man, huh
I still feel like a rich guy
F*ckin' on a hoe every fifth night
She a thick, bitch, I'm tryna get inside
Yeah the wok, steady f*ckin' up my insides, yeah
Get right, listen to me, it will be fine
Make a whole tape before midnight
Intelligent nigga with some insight
Bitch, make you clap for me
Bitch, you know how to throw the ass for me
Nigga, tell me that ain't featherweight, that's blasphemy
Got a choppa by my side, this bitch blast for me
Yeah