Ayy, why you wastin' time
Bad lil' bitch and I'm tryna make her mine body like an hourglass and she's stupid fine
I can't love a ho cause she f*ckin' up my mind
Ooh, pour another two yeah, I love the taste and the move real smooth
Gonna run it up, tell that bitch tutu If you ain't got no bucks, tell that ho she
Gotta move swervin' through the traffic thinkin' where the f*ck the time go remember makin' love, now I see you with my eyes closed
Dodgin' all these hoes cause you still be on my mind though diamonds on my chain, lil' bitch, these ain't rhinestones
Ayy, pour another eight
It's a party over here, nah, bitch, don't be late
If I take you out to dinner, then ho, it's a date
She be singin' all my songs, keep that shit on replay
Ooh, she know I'm that nigga stackin' up tall, I just made six figures
I'm the king of my city, you can ask, hilfigure
I can put on for my gang, but these niggas always switchin
Try and run it up cause you know I'm on a mission
Bitches gon' choose, that's why I'm always pimpin
Only want the blues cause Benji never switchin
Every time I step out, I just go and cop the building
Ooh, you know I'm top notch ridin' through the city and I'm smokin
Dead opps Just push to start, bitch, I might buy the lot
I don't really want the sex, yeah, I only
Want the top Can't trust a ho, no, I can't wife a thot
Keep that shit bangin' cause you know it's a bop
Never gon' stop till I make it to the top and I'm tired of all these bums, tell them
Niggas kick rocks Self-made nigga, I don't really like to talk
If it ain't about the money, then why you on the block
Remember cold nights, used to flip that re-rock
But I can't f*ck it up cause it's all that I got
Been through so much that I don't feel the same
And I lost a few bros, but we balled through the rain
Some full of hate and some full of pain remember talkin' to my niece, said this world full of hate
Just keep your head up and pray for better days and when my time is up, just know you'll be okay
Did it for the cash and it still f*ck the
Fame I don't really give a f*ck, I'm never gon
Change
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Ayy, why you wastin' time
Bad lil' bitch and I'm tryna make her mine body like an hourglass and she's stupid fine
I can't love a ho cause she f*ckin' up my mind
Ooh, pour another two yeah, I love the taste and the move real smooth
Gonna run it up, tell that bitch tutu If you ain't got no bucks, tell that ho she
Gotta move swervin' through the traffic thinkin' where the f*ck the time go remember makin' love, now I see you with my eyes closed
Dodgin' all these hoes cause you still be on my mind though diamonds on my chain, lil' bitch, these ain't rhinestones
Ayy, pour another eight
It's a party over here, nah, bitch, don't be late
If I take you out to dinner, then ho, it's a date
She be singin' all my songs, keep that shit on replay
Ooh, she know I'm that nigga stackin' up tall, I just made six figures
I'm the king of my city, you can ask, hilfigure
I can put on for my gang, but these niggas always switchin
Try and run it up cause you know I'm on a mission
Bitches gon' choose, that's why I'm always pimpin
Only want the blues cause Benji never switchin
Every time I step out, I just go and cop the building
Ooh, you know I'm top notch ridin' through the city and I'm smokin
Dead opps Just push to start, bitch, I might buy the lot
I don't really want the sex, yeah, I only
Want the top Can't trust a ho, no, I can't wife a thot
Keep that shit bangin' cause you know it's a bop
Never gon' stop till I make it to the top and I'm tired of all these bums, tell them
Niggas kick rocks Self-made nigga, I don't really like to talk
If it ain't about the money, then why you on the block
Remember cold nights, used to flip that re-rock
But I can't f*ck it up cause it's all that I got
Been through so much that I don't feel the same
And I lost a few bros, but we balled through the rain
Some full of hate and some full of pain remember talkin' to my niece, said this world full of hate
Just keep your head up and pray for better days and when my time is up, just know you'll be okay
Did it for the cash and it still f*ck the
Fame I don't really give a f*ck, I'm never gon
Change
Bad lil' bitch and I'm tryna make her mine body like an hourglass and she's stupid fine
I can't love a ho cause she f*ckin' up my mind
Ooh, pour another two yeah, I love the taste and the move real smooth
Gonna run it up, tell that bitch tutu If you ain't got no bucks, tell that ho she
Gotta move swervin' through the traffic thinkin' where the f*ck the time go remember makin' love, now I see you with my eyes closed
Dodgin' all these hoes cause you still be on my mind though diamonds on my chain, lil' bitch, these ain't rhinestones
Ayy, pour another eight
It's a party over here, nah, bitch, don't be late
If I take you out to dinner, then ho, it's a date
She be singin' all my songs, keep that shit on replay
Ooh, she know I'm that nigga stackin' up tall, I just made six figures
I'm the king of my city, you can ask, hilfigure
I can put on for my gang, but these niggas always switchin
Try and run it up cause you know I'm on a mission
Bitches gon' choose, that's why I'm always pimpin
Only want the blues cause Benji never switchin
Every time I step out, I just go and cop the building
Ooh, you know I'm top notch ridin' through the city and I'm smokin
Dead opps Just push to start, bitch, I might buy the lot
I don't really want the sex, yeah, I only
Want the top Can't trust a ho, no, I can't wife a thot
Keep that shit bangin' cause you know it's a bop
Never gon' stop till I make it to the top and I'm tired of all these bums, tell them
Niggas kick rocks Self-made nigga, I don't really like to talk
If it ain't about the money, then why you on the block
Remember cold nights, used to flip that re-rock
But I can't f*ck it up cause it's all that I got
Been through so much that I don't feel the same
And I lost a few bros, but we balled through the rain
Some full of hate and some full of pain remember talkin' to my niece, said this world full of hate
Just keep your head up and pray for better days and when my time is up, just know you'll be okay
Did it for the cash and it still f*ck the
Fame I don't really give a f*ck, I'm never gon
Change
Writer: Alan Soto
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