I've been f*cking around for a bit
And now they're mad
MusicMan
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, have you checked your bank account?
Too early to talk about that shit
And they don't not know just how high you hit
Cause they want what you got but
They could not reach it
I'll just keep on making hits
Bitches make they comeback
Miss me with that bullshit
Imma make it rain, stay up in ya lane
F*ck you thought you made?
You thought that you were saved by me
But I'm on the come up I'm making it hard
Bitches wanna stay on my boulevard
This is that shit that you don't wanna touch
Oh, it's hot, I told you that you could not touch
This plate, cause I'm that bitch and you've been late
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, you gotta check that bank account
Cha Ching! Bank account paid
The check just came and went through today like oh!
You could not gross, 20 million on all of you hoes
I got the boat, double my dose
You can double my dose
F*ck it up, double up, oh
Wanna be, in ya bag, flow
Cash flow, money talk
Bitches on my boulevard
Motherf*ckers gonna be mad at me anyway
Anyway
Double me up
Double me down
I stick em all
Then I move right
When the moods right
We goes round
I just need some reflection
So keep the glass in my section
She posted up on the west end
I count up the threads I'm undressing
I'm slipping down all of these red lights I don't know why
I know how you talking, how you tellin lies
I'm just the kid with some movement
You take a flick to abuse it
I'm alive I'm really lucid
This is my life I can't lose it
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, talk your shit but your card declined
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
Take your time, f*ck it up
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch
You that bich
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what ya do
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I've been f*cking around for a bit
And now they're mad
MusicMan
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, have you checked your bank account?
Too early to talk about that shit
And they don't not know just how high you hit
Cause they want what you got but
They could not reach it
I'll just keep on making hits
Bitches make they comeback
Miss me with that bullshit
Imma make it rain, stay up in ya lane
F*ck you thought you made?
You thought that you were saved by me
But I'm on the come up I'm making it hard
Bitches wanna stay on my boulevard
This is that shit that you don't wanna touch
Oh, it's hot, I told you that you could not touch
This plate, cause I'm that bitch and you've been late
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, you gotta check that bank account
Cha Ching! Bank account paid
The check just came and went through today like oh!
You could not gross, 20 million on all of you hoes
I got the boat, double my dose
You can double my dose
F*ck it up, double up, oh
Wanna be, in ya bag, flow
Cash flow, money talk
Bitches on my boulevard
Motherf*ckers gonna be mad at me anyway
Anyway
Double me up
Double me down
I stick em all
Then I move right
When the moods right
We goes round
I just need some reflection
So keep the glass in my section
She posted up on the west end
I count up the threads I'm undressing
I'm slipping down all of these red lights I don't know why
I know how you talking, how you tellin lies
I'm just the kid with some movement
You take a flick to abuse it
I'm alive I'm really lucid
This is my life I can't lose it
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, talk your shit but your card declined
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
Take your time, f*ck it up
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch
You that bich
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what ya do
And now they're mad
MusicMan
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, have you checked your bank account?
Too early to talk about that shit
And they don't not know just how high you hit
Cause they want what you got but
They could not reach it
I'll just keep on making hits
Bitches make they comeback
Miss me with that bullshit
Imma make it rain, stay up in ya lane
F*ck you thought you made?
You thought that you were saved by me
But I'm on the come up I'm making it hard
Bitches wanna stay on my boulevard
This is that shit that you don't wanna touch
Oh, it's hot, I told you that you could not touch
This plate, cause I'm that bitch and you've been late
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what you do
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, you gotta check that bank account
Cha Ching! Bank account paid
The check just came and went through today like oh!
You could not gross, 20 million on all of you hoes
I got the boat, double my dose
You can double my dose
F*ck it up, double up, oh
Wanna be, in ya bag, flow
Cash flow, money talk
Bitches on my boulevard
Motherf*ckers gonna be mad at me anyway
Anyway
Double me up
Double me down
I stick em all
Then I move right
When the moods right
We goes round
I just need some reflection
So keep the glass in my section
She posted up on the west end
I count up the threads I'm undressing
I'm slipping down all of these red lights I don't know why
I know how you talking, how you tellin lies
I'm just the kid with some movement
You take a flick to abuse it
I'm alive I'm really lucid
This is my life I can't lose it
So light on up the sky
Cause hoes gonna be mad either way
We don't really give a f*ck what they say
F*ck what they say
They don't even know like what you're paid
Like oh, talk your shit but your card declined
Take your time, be a mess
F*ck it up, you that bitch
Take your time, f*ck it up
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch, you that bitch
And they're gonna be mad about it
You that bitch
You that bich
And they're gonna be mad about it
No matter what ya do
Writer: Austin Dickerson, Vybhav Jagannath
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Vjdamusicman
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Austin Dickerson, Vybhav Jagannath