Yeah, on gang
You know what the f*ck it is, man, Mr. Skii, man
Yeah
Okay
Yeah, let's do it, nigga
Yeah, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I'm stuffin' fives, tens, twenties
And fifties and hundreds inside of the bag
I'm f*ckin' fine bitches and shittin' on niggas all day
Man, I know that they mad
I'm on the grind for all them days I was broke
Ain't tryna never go back
This whole damn time, I was cheatin' on my ho
But she ain't never know that
My nigga done tried to get rich with them 'bows
You gon' go broke with the pack
Right now, I'm with a freak lil' ho
She want my thumb in her ass (ugh)
I woke up thumbin' this cash
You niggas be cryin' over hoes, they so sad
Niggas be so flat
Chasin' that money up, bitch, I'm the GOAT at it
Your bitch is a dope addict
Addicted to Skii, now she can't leave
These lil' boys wanna be me
I got what I wished for, like I talked to a genie
My money counter keep beepin'
After I hit a bitch, make her get out, yeah, she leavin'
That lil' ho is a demon, think she a zombie how she be eatin' on people (ugh)
She wanna kick it, I told a bitch I ain't playin' no Fifa, yeah
My wrist so icy, look like I put my hand in the freezer, yeah
I keep on leavin' them bitches, I ain't ran into a keeper, yeah
I keep wakin' up with the racks, think I got a money disease, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
All of my hoes want designer baggage, yeah
On gang
Yeah, Skii
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Yeah, on gang
You know what the f*ck it is, man, Mr. Skii, man
Yeah
Okay
Yeah, let's do it, nigga
Yeah, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I'm stuffin' fives, tens, twenties
And fifties and hundreds inside of the bag
I'm f*ckin' fine bitches and shittin' on niggas all day
Man, I know that they mad
I'm on the grind for all them days I was broke
Ain't tryna never go back
This whole damn time, I was cheatin' on my ho
But she ain't never know that
My nigga done tried to get rich with them 'bows
You gon' go broke with the pack
Right now, I'm with a freak lil' ho
She want my thumb in her ass (ugh)
I woke up thumbin' this cash
You niggas be cryin' over hoes, they so sad
Niggas be so flat
Chasin' that money up, bitch, I'm the GOAT at it
Your bitch is a dope addict
Addicted to Skii, now she can't leave
These lil' boys wanna be me
I got what I wished for, like I talked to a genie
My money counter keep beepin'
After I hit a bitch, make her get out, yeah, she leavin'
That lil' ho is a demon, think she a zombie how she be eatin' on people (ugh)
She wanna kick it, I told a bitch I ain't playin' no Fifa, yeah
My wrist so icy, look like I put my hand in the freezer, yeah
I keep on leavin' them bitches, I ain't ran into a keeper, yeah
I keep wakin' up with the racks, think I got a money disease, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
All of my hoes want designer baggage, yeah
On gang
Yeah, Skii
You know what the f*ck it is, man, Mr. Skii, man
Yeah
Okay
Yeah, let's do it, nigga
Yeah, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I'm stuffin' fives, tens, twenties
And fifties and hundreds inside of the bag
I'm f*ckin' fine bitches and shittin' on niggas all day
Man, I know that they mad
I'm on the grind for all them days I was broke
Ain't tryna never go back
This whole damn time, I was cheatin' on my ho
But she ain't never know that
My nigga done tried to get rich with them 'bows
You gon' go broke with the pack
Right now, I'm with a freak lil' ho
She want my thumb in her ass (ugh)
I woke up thumbin' this cash
You niggas be cryin' over hoes, they so sad
Niggas be so flat
Chasin' that money up, bitch, I'm the GOAT at it
Your bitch is a dope addict
Addicted to Skii, now she can't leave
These lil' boys wanna be me
I got what I wished for, like I talked to a genie
My money counter keep beepin'
After I hit a bitch, make her get out, yeah, she leavin'
That lil' ho is a demon, think she a zombie how she be eatin' on people (ugh)
She wanna kick it, I told a bitch I ain't playin' no Fifa, yeah
My wrist so icy, look like I put my hand in the freezer, yeah
I keep on leavin' them bitches, I ain't ran into a keeper, yeah
I keep wakin' up with the racks, think I got a money disease, yeah
In a black truck with your ho beside me
She wanna f*ck 'cause she know we poppin'
VVSs on all the diamonds
I'm sick, I got a money virus
Crazy, she say that's what I drive her
Swim in your bitch like a scuba diver
Try the gang, they gon' be shootin' at you
Late night, we probably booby trappin'
My ho should be in a beauty pagent (yeah)
These ain't no Nikes, these f*ckin' Lanvins
Stick to the bag like a f*ckin' magnet
Step on that boy like a f*ckin' maggot
Got twenty-one flows, I'm a f*ckin' savage
All of my hoes want designer baggage
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
I like them hoes that be gettin' nasty
Hit from the back while she call me daddy
All of my hoes want designer baggage, yeah
On gang
Yeah, Skii
Writer: Savion W. Taylor, Tyler Meeks
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC