Tomorrow (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

G-get money, stack it up Tomorrow lil' momma won't you back it up Pussy ass nigga why you actin' tough? You already wanted with a gang of bloods Now I'm on with the juice, yeah doussy Hit the club for the D, pussy move, ayy Won't fall for the top like a toupee Get money, gettin' paper like a loose lay Black top with the stars, it's a new wave Throwin' up in the club on a tuesday Snap the bitch on the blade if she choose, ayy 5K, that's the fee if she choose me No more criminal school like a 2A She feelin' Cartier G, she a groupie Yeah she the finest lil' bitch that I ever see Cartier frames, they play with my ATC Don't put me off 'til tomorrow For when we get it done today Don't put me off 'til tomorrow Tell me that you want to stay Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah White body, black top, this the new coop Silly Goobie take the pee-pee in a poop-shute Billy wear leather, hit it with the woop-woop Freddie can't pull up in the former, on the hula-hoops Subaru, niggas act familiar like they knew the crew I can never hit her I just miss her if she threw the coup I been grippin' bitches gettin' titties that's the usual Freddie can't pull up in the former, on the hula-hoops Woop, hella Chevy got it crawlin' kitty 50 karats, BVS and niggas dope with it Got 'em whippin' in the kitchen with my old chicken Make ya soda, get my phone in it Don't put me off 'til tomorrow For when we get it done today Don't put me off 'til tomorrow Tell me that you want to stay