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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fariyd Towns
Songwriter
Lyrics
You ain't used to like me
You ain't gots to lie
Now when she see a young nigga
She see dollar signs
Uh
Keep it on me
If I gots to slide
It's only real niggas with me
That's the bottom line
I said
You ain't use the like me the past Huh uh
I tried to holla you would laugh
But now a nigga getting gwala
Getting cash
She want a nigga
Cause I'm getting to the bag
Uh yeah back then
You would dub me
Like I'm ugly you was laughing
I ain't have it on me
Okay I was lacking
Now the money gang banging
Yeah it's stacking
You should tap in
I'm what's happening
She let me hit it
Seen the wave
I had to surf aye
She even let me put the
Pistol in her purse aye
A lil hood she told me
Fuck her to some Durk
I beat it up
I speed it up
She like it hurt
You see the gold all on my teeth
I see the smirk
I do my dance
With all these bands
And go berserk
I quit my nine to five
And still I make it work
I'm on the grind until
They put me in the dirt bitch
Every beat I feat
It see a hearse bitch
I need me a freaky
Lil curved bitch
Funny how she hit me
With the swerve
Then I hit it
Had to kick her the curb
You ain't used to like me
You ain't gots to lie
Now when she see a young nigga
She see dolla signs
Uh
Keep it on me
If I gots to slide
It's only real niggas w me
That's the bottom line
I said
You ain't use the like me the past Huh uh
I tried to holla you would laugh
But now a nigga getting gwala
Getting cash
She want a nigga
Cause I'm getting to the bag
And it's a big bag
Finally hit it
Feel like you can't get your
Hit back
So you big mad
That's a big fact
And you big broke
Bitch you need big cast
Go get ya shit wrapped
You a dubby dub dub
But ya friend bad
I hit her insta
And she just hit back
I got her coming to the Pent
Where it's lit at
And I'ma show her different
Strokes
Like it's swim class
She got a slim waist
And a thick ass
She been working it daily
She be in gym class
And I'm about to kill the pussy
Gotta rip that
I'm in her spots
Touching up there
Where her ribs at
Baby I'm a young nigga
From the 9
I just put my skates on
Had to get up on my grind
Love it when she take it
When I hit it from behind
I know baby got a man
But she lie and say it's mine
All the time listen
You ain't used to like me
You ain't gots to lie
Now when she see a young nigga
She see dolla signs
Uh
Keep it on me
If I gots to slide
It's only real niggas with me
That's the bottom line
I said
You ain't use the like me the past Huh uh
I tried to holla you would laugh
But now a nigga getting gwala
Getting cash
She want a nigga
Cause I'm getting to the bag
Writer(s): Fariyd Towns
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