I be outside tryna get to money uh
Food on my plate boy I'm hungry uh
Wrapped up in bills and bills like Destiny's Child I feel like a mummy uh
I got like too much on me
Gotta clock in
Gotta put in the work
2 bad bitches flirting
You ain't my shawdy
Get put on the curb for nothin
I gotta get this money
If you a vibe for the night be out by the sun
Yea my bitch is fine
Too divine
Dark skin, Coco puff
Yea these nigga try me
Really slimy
But y'all ain't really worth too much uh
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is huh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla, Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once then pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
Workin bout 24 hours a day
My clock
Ain't stop for a minute
My heart won't stop till I'm finish
A limit I can't never feel it
Ain't touching the floor but ain't reaching my ceiling uh
A million different feelings
But stopping ain't never been one to live in my mind
I Ain't even reach my prime
But I'm primetime shawdy
My grind Rob Dyrdek
Shawdy wanna ride on me
I'm fine shawdy
My mind all on a check
And I gotta fine shawdy
Like hell nah
I Ont wanna another chick
I'll never make a side project
Like a tech deck rather make a flip
I got like two os inside a zip
I got like two bowls like a beyblade choose one imma let it rip
I got bout too many ways I can go
Up like a elevator lift
I can pop off like a Dr Pepp or I can go pop on you Taylor swift
I goin off on you I'll blitz
I get them thoughts the sacrifices
And the losses
Scars show when I flex
I cut em off
If I ain't trusting what you talking
I ain't worried bout shit
Shawdy too bold
Take her top off like a corvette
2 phones
2 cold
Bout my business yeah
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is uh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once den pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
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I be outside tryna get to money uh
Food on my plate boy I'm hungry uh
Wrapped up in bills and bills like Destiny's Child I feel like a mummy uh
I got like too much on me
Gotta clock in
Gotta put in the work
2 bad bitches flirting
You ain't my shawdy
Get put on the curb for nothin
I gotta get this money
If you a vibe for the night be out by the sun
Yea my bitch is fine
Too divine
Dark skin, Coco puff
Yea these nigga try me
Really slimy
But y'all ain't really worth too much uh
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is huh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla, Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once then pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
Workin bout 24 hours a day
My clock
Ain't stop for a minute
My heart won't stop till I'm finish
A limit I can't never feel it
Ain't touching the floor but ain't reaching my ceiling uh
A million different feelings
But stopping ain't never been one to live in my mind
I Ain't even reach my prime
But I'm primetime shawdy
My grind Rob Dyrdek
Shawdy wanna ride on me
I'm fine shawdy
My mind all on a check
And I gotta fine shawdy
Like hell nah
I Ont wanna another chick
I'll never make a side project
Like a tech deck rather make a flip
I got like two os inside a zip
I got like two bowls like a beyblade choose one imma let it rip
I got bout too many ways I can go
Up like a elevator lift
I can pop off like a Dr Pepp or I can go pop on you Taylor swift
I goin off on you I'll blitz
I get them thoughts the sacrifices
And the losses
Scars show when I flex
I cut em off
If I ain't trusting what you talking
I ain't worried bout shit
Shawdy too bold
Take her top off like a corvette
2 phones
2 cold
Bout my business yeah
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is uh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once den pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
Food on my plate boy I'm hungry uh
Wrapped up in bills and bills like Destiny's Child I feel like a mummy uh
I got like too much on me
Gotta clock in
Gotta put in the work
2 bad bitches flirting
You ain't my shawdy
Get put on the curb for nothin
I gotta get this money
If you a vibe for the night be out by the sun
Yea my bitch is fine
Too divine
Dark skin, Coco puff
Yea these nigga try me
Really slimy
But y'all ain't really worth too much uh
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is huh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla, Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once then pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
Workin bout 24 hours a day
My clock
Ain't stop for a minute
My heart won't stop till I'm finish
A limit I can't never feel it
Ain't touching the floor but ain't reaching my ceiling uh
A million different feelings
But stopping ain't never been one to live in my mind
I Ain't even reach my prime
But I'm primetime shawdy
My grind Rob Dyrdek
Shawdy wanna ride on me
I'm fine shawdy
My mind all on a check
And I gotta fine shawdy
Like hell nah
I Ont wanna another chick
I'll never make a side project
Like a tech deck rather make a flip
I got like two os inside a zip
I got like two bowls like a beyblade choose one imma let it rip
I got bout too many ways I can go
Up like a elevator lift
I can pop off like a Dr Pepp or I can go pop on you Taylor swift
I goin off on you I'll blitz
I get them thoughts the sacrifices
And the losses
Scars show when I flex
I cut em off
If I ain't trusting what you talking
I ain't worried bout shit
Shawdy too bold
Take her top off like a corvette
2 phones
2 cold
Bout my business yeah
Y2K my fit
Shawdy bad as f*ck
Hair done
Nails did
I done seen it all
Call my plug
It is what it is uh
She like white girl, model x, type script uh
On my Mike shit
King of popping my shit
Bro done popped a Tesla Elon musk spaceship
Gotta Rocawear fit on stunting just like Ye did
Hit it once den pass the blunt yea I be on my J Kidd uh
I do what I want
It make no sense
How I'm still living
Writer: Orin Hughes
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