Ta Seti West - Sweet Lyrics

On me
Bitch thinks shits sweet

I talk big boy props
Cash flow never gon' stop
That shit go over the hill
Into the ocean it drops
My money gon' stretch like strip tees
My old girl named Whitney
She wanna fly out with me
Can't let it happen
I can't let it happen
I can't let it happen to me
You f*ck up the vision without my permission and I could've sold you a dream
I'm chasin' a bag, you chasin' a bag
She don't really know what I mean
You could've been set for life
Livin' ya dream in a mansion that you never seen
All that you hear is a dream
Make it happen for the team
F*ck me over in the worse way
Nigga you can come fishin' with me
Need the rays just to see ya
Diamonds out here causin' seizures
Hospitalizin' these niggas takin' down bad
Lyin' on my team yeah
That's on me

Bitch must think shits sweet
Yeah
All right
Bitch thinks shits sweet

Bitch must think shits sweet
Got it from the mud
Not clean
Double my net worth now
If it ain't 'bout money don't speak
At the house sipin' on tea
How the activist get in my tea
How the activist get in my tea
How the activist get in my tea
Baby I'll get what you need, yeah
Different strain, different leaf from the tree, yeah
You touchin' and rubbin' on me, yeah
Put that Marilyn on ya teeth, yeah
We got all the time that we need, yeah
Undress it for me with a tease, yeah
Undress with a tease, yeah
That's on me, yeah
Bitch thinks shits sweet
Said that's on me
Bitch thinks shits sweet