What else u bitches wanna know ?
That a whole lotta bitches can't get next to me
What else u niggas wanna know
How I cook up beats
My phone is the recipe
What else u bitches wanna know?
Aint havin no more kids
Boutta get a vasectomy
What else u niggas wanna know ?
How I get monyun and count up the treasury
What else u niggas wanna know?
How half the niggas I went to school with is dead to me?
What else u niggas wanna know?
How I dress to impress
Whatchu got? Bad memory?
U was supposed to the one I looked up to
Grown in up u was the one I looked up to
Damn unc it was a shame when I heard the news
Or should I say rumors
But carry on
Know my pockets on tumor
Know my pockets on big fat tumor
In this game
I'm Slick Rick the Ruler
Cuz best believe a nigga gon be
ICED OUT on the scene
I been in the game i just be chillin sometimes
I gotta lotta shit goin on
I really cooked this beat up from basics
I used to sip the red sum like lasik
Summertime vibe remy cup no chasin
The LAMBO doors adjacent
I took out the chrome heart jewelry
Some these I wasn't even thought of when i came out bitch
1988 chrome heart make a cougar ask me what i know about it
I winked at her told her im deep in the culture
When I post a fit pic the likes swarm like vultures
Tumultuous how my dogs bark when I drop r the bass on em
U had lil run in the game
And turned good Man U went mase on em
I would believe the critics and the rumors and gossip if they case on her
But I could fall for t he trap
That's why I listen to the bros
And close the case on her
Know I shoulda listened to lies I gotta wait on it
Grown man made my own bed I gotta lay in it
But rather hop out the bullshit then stay in it
A nigga like me gotta live a lavish lifestyle
Do u kno what it takes to keep up with this living
Most niggas can't even afford New York livin
But some how in New York I been livin
Livin good lately
F*ck u pay me
F*ck u pay me
Lil shawty foxy ain't talkin Jamie
U don't got no swag u can't blame me
U don't got no drip u can't blame
U don't got no motion u can't blame me
Maybe if u go on my ig page or pull up on me in real life,
U wouldn't blame me
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What else u bitches wanna know ?
That a whole lotta bitches can't get next to me
What else u niggas wanna know
How I cook up beats
My phone is the recipe
What else u bitches wanna know?
Aint havin no more kids
Boutta get a vasectomy
What else u niggas wanna know ?
How I get monyun and count up the treasury
What else u niggas wanna know?
How half the niggas I went to school with is dead to me?
What else u niggas wanna know?
How I dress to impress
Whatchu got? Bad memory?
U was supposed to the one I looked up to
Grown in up u was the one I looked up to
Damn unc it was a shame when I heard the news
Or should I say rumors
But carry on
Know my pockets on tumor
Know my pockets on big fat tumor
In this game
I'm Slick Rick the Ruler
Cuz best believe a nigga gon be
ICED OUT on the scene
I been in the game i just be chillin sometimes
I gotta lotta shit goin on
I really cooked this beat up from basics
I used to sip the red sum like lasik
Summertime vibe remy cup no chasin
The LAMBO doors adjacent
I took out the chrome heart jewelry
Some these I wasn't even thought of when i came out bitch
1988 chrome heart make a cougar ask me what i know about it
I winked at her told her im deep in the culture
When I post a fit pic the likes swarm like vultures
Tumultuous how my dogs bark when I drop r the bass on em
U had lil run in the game
And turned good Man U went mase on em
I would believe the critics and the rumors and gossip if they case on her
But I could fall for t he trap
That's why I listen to the bros
And close the case on her
Know I shoulda listened to lies I gotta wait on it
Grown man made my own bed I gotta lay in it
But rather hop out the bullshit then stay in it
A nigga like me gotta live a lavish lifestyle
Do u kno what it takes to keep up with this living
Most niggas can't even afford New York livin
But some how in New York I been livin
Livin good lately
F*ck u pay me
F*ck u pay me
Lil shawty foxy ain't talkin Jamie
U don't got no swag u can't blame me
U don't got no drip u can't blame
U don't got no motion u can't blame me
Maybe if u go on my ig page or pull up on me in real life,
U wouldn't blame me
That a whole lotta bitches can't get next to me
What else u niggas wanna know
How I cook up beats
My phone is the recipe
What else u bitches wanna know?
Aint havin no more kids
Boutta get a vasectomy
What else u niggas wanna know ?
How I get monyun and count up the treasury
What else u niggas wanna know?
How half the niggas I went to school with is dead to me?
What else u niggas wanna know?
How I dress to impress
Whatchu got? Bad memory?
U was supposed to the one I looked up to
Grown in up u was the one I looked up to
Damn unc it was a shame when I heard the news
Or should I say rumors
But carry on
Know my pockets on tumor
Know my pockets on big fat tumor
In this game
I'm Slick Rick the Ruler
Cuz best believe a nigga gon be
ICED OUT on the scene
I been in the game i just be chillin sometimes
I gotta lotta shit goin on
I really cooked this beat up from basics
I used to sip the red sum like lasik
Summertime vibe remy cup no chasin
The LAMBO doors adjacent
I took out the chrome heart jewelry
Some these I wasn't even thought of when i came out bitch
1988 chrome heart make a cougar ask me what i know about it
I winked at her told her im deep in the culture
When I post a fit pic the likes swarm like vultures
Tumultuous how my dogs bark when I drop r the bass on em
U had lil run in the game
And turned good Man U went mase on em
I would believe the critics and the rumors and gossip if they case on her
But I could fall for t he trap
That's why I listen to the bros
And close the case on her
Know I shoulda listened to lies I gotta wait on it
Grown man made my own bed I gotta lay in it
But rather hop out the bullshit then stay in it
A nigga like me gotta live a lavish lifestyle
Do u kno what it takes to keep up with this living
Most niggas can't even afford New York livin
But some how in New York I been livin
Livin good lately
F*ck u pay me
F*ck u pay me
Lil shawty foxy ain't talkin Jamie
U don't got no swag u can't blame me
U don't got no drip u can't blame
U don't got no motion u can't blame me
Maybe if u go on my ig page or pull up on me in real life,
U wouldn't blame me
Writer: Demetrius Ross
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid