Mama told me "Make a living", so I'm out here getting bread
I only smoke on gas pack, middle finger to the feds
That bitch wanna give me head, Imma pass her to the bro
I said, "Sorry, but I got my loyal baby back home"
See me out here making moves, me and Session doggin' fools
Back the f*ck up, pussy boy before my drip gon' drop on you
Talking like you know us, but you don't know shit, so keep it cool
I don't beef with motherf*ckers cause they just gon' switch on you
Bro, that shit true. One rule that I live by: Don't get comfortable
Believing people when they saying that they really f*ck with you
We only f*cked one time, lil baby and I'm not in love with you
If I recall correctly, you've got a hubby at home who f*ck with you
Same niggas flexin' dollars, same ones crying when rent is due
Honestly, my nigga, get the f*ck away. Can't f*ck with you
Livin' with your baby mama and you sleeping on the couch
You only one argument away from getting kicked the f*ck out
For the clout
Man, I'm not gon' lie. To me, this shit's disgusting
Hating in your f*cking veins. You niggas sick, need Robitussin
If a nigga tell you his dreams, you are quick to tell 'em they nothing
If a nigga tell you they wanna win, then you tell 'em they bluffin'
You think all the hatred you have really has no repercussions
Having babies daily, then you say it's cheaper by the dozen
Y'all be buggin'. Holy shit. I guess your mama gave you no lovin'
Okay baby, I f*ck one time, have no bun up in your oven, ooo
That's a fake flexin' motherf*cker. You ain't got no bag, boy
I'm feeling sorry for yo ass cause you gonna finish last, boy
High on some cannabis, my head's up in the clouds
I can't listen at the moment cause I'm in my zone now
Teacher used to tell me, "Focus", but I thought that shit was boring
So I started smokin' trees to get my mind in proper motion
Bitch, we flowin' like the ocean, you ain't heard a sound like this
Let me grab some doja, wrap it up real quick and spit my shit
If we tokin' on the track, then you know this shit legit
Boy, you hit. Mad at me cause your girl look like Lilo and Stitch
You a bitch. I don't know. You can't hop that picket fence
All a nigga know is I'm about to count some dividends
You a hoe. Nigga so, I be smokin' all this weed
I feel like I'm a UFO. That's your girlfriend. I already know
I already hit it three times up in a row, that's tic-tac-toe
All this money in my hand. I guess I'm reaping what I sow
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Mama told me "Make a living", so I'm out here getting bread
I only smoke on gas pack, middle finger to the feds
That bitch wanna give me head, Imma pass her to the bro
I said, "Sorry, but I got my loyal baby back home"
See me out here making moves, me and Session doggin' fools
Back the f*ck up, pussy boy before my drip gon' drop on you
Talking like you know us, but you don't know shit, so keep it cool
I don't beef with motherf*ckers cause they just gon' switch on you
Bro, that shit true. One rule that I live by: Don't get comfortable
Believing people when they saying that they really f*ck with you
We only f*cked one time, lil baby and I'm not in love with you
If I recall correctly, you've got a hubby at home who f*ck with you
Same niggas flexin' dollars, same ones crying when rent is due
Honestly, my nigga, get the f*ck away. Can't f*ck with you
Livin' with your baby mama and you sleeping on the couch
You only one argument away from getting kicked the f*ck out
For the clout
Man, I'm not gon' lie. To me, this shit's disgusting
Hating in your f*cking veins. You niggas sick, need Robitussin
If a nigga tell you his dreams, you are quick to tell 'em they nothing
If a nigga tell you they wanna win, then you tell 'em they bluffin'
You think all the hatred you have really has no repercussions
Having babies daily, then you say it's cheaper by the dozen
Y'all be buggin'. Holy shit. I guess your mama gave you no lovin'
Okay baby, I f*ck one time, have no bun up in your oven, ooo
That's a fake flexin' motherf*cker. You ain't got no bag, boy
I'm feeling sorry for yo ass cause you gonna finish last, boy
High on some cannabis, my head's up in the clouds
I can't listen at the moment cause I'm in my zone now
Teacher used to tell me, "Focus", but I thought that shit was boring
So I started smokin' trees to get my mind in proper motion
Bitch, we flowin' like the ocean, you ain't heard a sound like this
Let me grab some doja, wrap it up real quick and spit my shit
If we tokin' on the track, then you know this shit legit
Boy, you hit. Mad at me cause your girl look like Lilo and Stitch
You a bitch. I don't know. You can't hop that picket fence
All a nigga know is I'm about to count some dividends
You a hoe. Nigga so, I be smokin' all this weed
I feel like I'm a UFO. That's your girlfriend. I already know
I already hit it three times up in a row, that's tic-tac-toe
All this money in my hand. I guess I'm reaping what I sow
I only smoke on gas pack, middle finger to the feds
That bitch wanna give me head, Imma pass her to the bro
I said, "Sorry, but I got my loyal baby back home"
See me out here making moves, me and Session doggin' fools
Back the f*ck up, pussy boy before my drip gon' drop on you
Talking like you know us, but you don't know shit, so keep it cool
I don't beef with motherf*ckers cause they just gon' switch on you
Bro, that shit true. One rule that I live by: Don't get comfortable
Believing people when they saying that they really f*ck with you
We only f*cked one time, lil baby and I'm not in love with you
If I recall correctly, you've got a hubby at home who f*ck with you
Same niggas flexin' dollars, same ones crying when rent is due
Honestly, my nigga, get the f*ck away. Can't f*ck with you
Livin' with your baby mama and you sleeping on the couch
You only one argument away from getting kicked the f*ck out
For the clout
Man, I'm not gon' lie. To me, this shit's disgusting
Hating in your f*cking veins. You niggas sick, need Robitussin
If a nigga tell you his dreams, you are quick to tell 'em they nothing
If a nigga tell you they wanna win, then you tell 'em they bluffin'
You think all the hatred you have really has no repercussions
Having babies daily, then you say it's cheaper by the dozen
Y'all be buggin'. Holy shit. I guess your mama gave you no lovin'
Okay baby, I f*ck one time, have no bun up in your oven, ooo
That's a fake flexin' motherf*cker. You ain't got no bag, boy
I'm feeling sorry for yo ass cause you gonna finish last, boy
High on some cannabis, my head's up in the clouds
I can't listen at the moment cause I'm in my zone now
Teacher used to tell me, "Focus", but I thought that shit was boring
So I started smokin' trees to get my mind in proper motion
Bitch, we flowin' like the ocean, you ain't heard a sound like this
Let me grab some doja, wrap it up real quick and spit my shit
If we tokin' on the track, then you know this shit legit
Boy, you hit. Mad at me cause your girl look like Lilo and Stitch
You a bitch. I don't know. You can't hop that picket fence
All a nigga know is I'm about to count some dividends
You a hoe. Nigga so, I be smokin' all this weed
I feel like I'm a UFO. That's your girlfriend. I already know
I already hit it three times up in a row, that's tic-tac-toe
All this money in my hand. I guess I'm reaping what I sow
Writer: Joe Rodriguez, Kory Chester
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid