I'm talking straight to the money
I'm thumb thru a band
Balencys on my feet
Balmains on my jeans
Flying to cali and catching jet lag
Bag on my side bad bitch in my
Hop in the coupe
And I sail like a ship
Poe me a 4 and I take me a sip
Roll me a wood and I take me a hit
He didn't know but I'm f*ckin his bitch
I'm in la and I'm smoking a zip
I'm in Detroit and I'm spinnin the block
I'm in my bag and I'm toting a glock
He talkin shit then a nigga get popped
1... 2... 3... 4
I be smoking on this dope
5... 6... 7... 8
I walk innis bitch and I'm making it shake
Clique full of killas my niggas go ape
She choosin me an her nigga gon hate
High in the stars a nigga in space
I run to the bank cuz I'm banking wit chase
I'm out the loop and y'all stuck in the maze
She saw my face and then she gave me face
I'm rocking designer and this ain balmain
I'm smoke the finest an finnessin em wit shake
I came innis bitch wit sum ice on my neck
No disrespect just pay my check
I'm doing this show then I'm back on the road
Ain cuffin or loving just f*cking these hoes
If you talking crazy this shit gon blow
I got that fye for that ass
Lighting niggas up like it's Christmas time
I'm so stingy wit mine
I'm pinching all these nickels and dimes
I came in this world on some f*ck it shit
So when Im at these shows I'm screaming f*ck dis shit
Stage dive hope a nigga get caught
Not selling myself Hoping a nigga bought
I'm speaking the truth just playing my part
No I'm not showing my heart
That's how niggas get popped
Don't need a bitch who can't play they part
Eve was the bitch showed Adam the fangs
He fell in that pussy and that's when shit change
He never got out
This is the shit that I'm talkin about
These bitches will leave yo ass in the drought
This is the matrix I'm tryna get out
I feel like tip chasing paper routes
F*ck what they taking about
Y'all bet Not open ya mouths
Pullin up and airing shit out
Bussin at these niggas daddies mamas and grandmama house
All of these niggas is fake they just do for the clout
My diamonds be wet like a water spout
If she on go Imma f*ck on ya spouse
She turn around and she open her mouth
Ooh
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I'm talking straight to the money
I'm thumb thru a band
Balencys on my feet
Balmains on my jeans
Flying to cali and catching jet lag
Bag on my side bad bitch in my
Hop in the coupe
And I sail like a ship
Poe me a 4 and I take me a sip
Roll me a wood and I take me a hit
He didn't know but I'm f*ckin his bitch
I'm in la and I'm smoking a zip
I'm in Detroit and I'm spinnin the block
I'm in my bag and I'm toting a glock
He talkin shit then a nigga get popped
1... 2... 3... 4
I be smoking on this dope
5... 6... 7... 8
I walk innis bitch and I'm making it shake
Clique full of killas my niggas go ape
She choosin me an her nigga gon hate
High in the stars a nigga in space
I run to the bank cuz I'm banking wit chase
I'm out the loop and y'all stuck in the maze
She saw my face and then she gave me face
I'm rocking designer and this ain balmain
I'm smoke the finest an finnessin em wit shake
I came innis bitch wit sum ice on my neck
No disrespect just pay my check
I'm doing this show then I'm back on the road
Ain cuffin or loving just f*cking these hoes
If you talking crazy this shit gon blow
I got that fye for that ass
Lighting niggas up like it's Christmas time
I'm so stingy wit mine
I'm pinching all these nickels and dimes
I came in this world on some f*ck it shit
So when Im at these shows I'm screaming f*ck dis shit
Stage dive hope a nigga get caught
Not selling myself Hoping a nigga bought
I'm speaking the truth just playing my part
No I'm not showing my heart
That's how niggas get popped
Don't need a bitch who can't play they part
Eve was the bitch showed Adam the fangs
He fell in that pussy and that's when shit change
He never got out
This is the shit that I'm talkin about
These bitches will leave yo ass in the drought
This is the matrix I'm tryna get out
I feel like tip chasing paper routes
F*ck what they taking about
Y'all bet Not open ya mouths
Pullin up and airing shit out
Bussin at these niggas daddies mamas and grandmama house
All of these niggas is fake they just do for the clout
My diamonds be wet like a water spout
If she on go Imma f*ck on ya spouse
She turn around and she open her mouth
Ooh
I'm thumb thru a band
Balencys on my feet
Balmains on my jeans
Flying to cali and catching jet lag
Bag on my side bad bitch in my
Hop in the coupe
And I sail like a ship
Poe me a 4 and I take me a sip
Roll me a wood and I take me a hit
He didn't know but I'm f*ckin his bitch
I'm in la and I'm smoking a zip
I'm in Detroit and I'm spinnin the block
I'm in my bag and I'm toting a glock
He talkin shit then a nigga get popped
1... 2... 3... 4
I be smoking on this dope
5... 6... 7... 8
I walk innis bitch and I'm making it shake
Clique full of killas my niggas go ape
She choosin me an her nigga gon hate
High in the stars a nigga in space
I run to the bank cuz I'm banking wit chase
I'm out the loop and y'all stuck in the maze
She saw my face and then she gave me face
I'm rocking designer and this ain balmain
I'm smoke the finest an finnessin em wit shake
I came innis bitch wit sum ice on my neck
No disrespect just pay my check
I'm doing this show then I'm back on the road
Ain cuffin or loving just f*cking these hoes
If you talking crazy this shit gon blow
I got that fye for that ass
Lighting niggas up like it's Christmas time
I'm so stingy wit mine
I'm pinching all these nickels and dimes
I came in this world on some f*ck it shit
So when Im at these shows I'm screaming f*ck dis shit
Stage dive hope a nigga get caught
Not selling myself Hoping a nigga bought
I'm speaking the truth just playing my part
No I'm not showing my heart
That's how niggas get popped
Don't need a bitch who can't play they part
Eve was the bitch showed Adam the fangs
He fell in that pussy and that's when shit change
He never got out
This is the shit that I'm talkin about
These bitches will leave yo ass in the drought
This is the matrix I'm tryna get out
I feel like tip chasing paper routes
F*ck what they taking about
Y'all bet Not open ya mouths
Pullin up and airing shit out
Bussin at these niggas daddies mamas and grandmama house
All of these niggas is fake they just do for the clout
My diamonds be wet like a water spout
If she on go Imma f*ck on ya spouse
She turn around and she open her mouth
Ooh
Writer: Jalen Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave