[ Featuring Los, Samuel Shabazz ]
(You Kno My Boy Good Everywhere)
[Intro]
You can play around if you want to We can crash out if it come to it That's cause I'm hoodrich like Keem cye, yeah
Yeah, aye, yeah
[Verse 1]
Got a pretty bitch shoot trips for me
That's cause I'm hoodrich like Keem
C broke hoe might say that I'm mean
C rich hoe might say I'm her dreams
Bottega on me you know a pop out clean
Balenciaga we don't do McQueen
Spent 4 cents on a Prada jacket
Laughing at niggas I'ma tired of laughing
I be having shit ion podcast it
Shit disappear like I know magic
Get money can't let a hoe have it
I'll go back to my old habits
Pray for a plug can't wait for it
Gotta put money up yourself
Bitch f*ck raw then had a baby
She ain't know she f*cking was f*cking on the help
Got no cake I can't save her
I told that bitch hold her breathe
Money on the flo she f*ck me for it
When her bills due look forward to it
Two trips to the daisy I'ma getcha right out the '04 Buick To get to it gotta go through it
That's what I told the bitch
We barely talk she be picking up money
Cin sitting up tryna mold the bitch
I barely talk when I do they love me
I'm giving game and they sold that shit
Cye hold game worth a M no Gilly
F*ck with the boy like I'm from Philly
I get em for Jordan like Michael Finley
You give her yo all we f*cking and chilling
I'm like press record Ima make me a million
No Maybach Music
These labels ain't gone turn you up
Better find you a lane abuse it
You can play around if you want too We'll crash out if it come to it
Cash out so it's counting up yeah Getting money before music
[Verse 2]
Gotta pretty bitch do what I need
Before rap shit she seduced and schemed Ion know Neema I know Neem
My favorite pitch still low key
I meet money who know me
Ion know niggas bro show
She was saying she what I need
But that pussy still aint sold me
I can't trust that boy you bogus
How he do that there who told him
How he learned that there who taught him Niggas falling off I caught him
I got kids they came in autumn
He pay bills when snow was falling Without getting any on him
They threw salt where he was walking They gon hate me in my coffin
You don't kill him he gone off you
Right now she dearly beloved
Soon she'll be dearly departed
You won't see me in māna
She got deep throat like Madonna
Cnd her pussy ccqua Panna
I might let her do the honors
She gone take us where we going
I'ma need you til the morning
When you see me you don't know me
If you see me keep on going