Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Marc B
DJ Marc B
Performer
YDN
YDN
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
YDN
YDN
Songwriter
The Whole Darn Family
The Whole Darn Family
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Marc B
DJ Marc B
Producer
Dos Diaz
Dos Diaz
Producer

Lyrics

Mm mm mm
Yeah
YDN
Huh
Yeah
Damn
Yeah that money getting hectic
We pull that paper out
I bet these hoes gone respect it
Instead of saying throat
Tell that bitch I want some necklace
And I took that bitch to Houston
Cause I got her back in Texas
I'm a huh
I'm a bad motherfucker
Every time I see her face
She made me laugh motherfucker
She be blowing up my phone
That's a sad motherfucker
And every time she get mad
She like you fat motherfucker
I put that shit on
Bet you make her take it off
I'm a dog ass ****
She be waiting for the bark
And we riding till the wheels fall off
We never park
Imma save her under Auto Zone
Bitch you play your part
Yeah
Downtown at the W
I fucked her real good
Then left the hoe
Yeah that's a W
Every time she see me in the coupe
Yeah it's a W
The black Uber driver truck
Bitch imma cover you
It's getting lit
The bitch gone need a pamper
The way I'm bout to kick this shit
You thought I got my taxes
Way I'm blowing through this shit
Put some Gucci on her back
I can't wait to G a bitch
Took the eyes off her head
You know I can't wait to see a bitch
And I already called my ride
I can't wait to leave a bitch
I'm like it's getting complicated
Fucking on that hoe
You know that pussy
Kinda outdated
Hope these **** ain't ate it
Damn
Yeah that money getting hectic
We pull that paper out
I bet these hoes gone respect it
Instead of saying throat
Tell that bitch I want some necklace
And I took that bitch to Houston
Cause I got her back in Texas
I'm a huh
I'm a bad motherfucker
Every time I see her face
She made me laugh motherfucker
She be blowing up my phone
That's a sad motherfucker
And every time she get mad
She like you fat motherfucker
Yeah
Uh
Bought a pack of M&M's
Cause bitch I'm tryna double up
Them racks
Only Saks that I'm carrying
Got a Fifth in the bag
Every time she pull up
She got a Fifth in the back
Yeah
Ring around the Rosie
Yeah my pocket full of dead guys
Riding in the cat
Bitch you know I got the Red Eye
**** hating on me.
Why they keep their eyes closed
You on Instagram watching
But you ain't liking no post
Uh
Balenciaga steppin
Blunt so big
Police thought it was a weapon
Y'all got all them ****
And one bottle in the section
It ain't nun but Me and Marc B
And some hoes in a section
Damn
One rollin the blunt
The other one was tryna kick it
Bitch you got to punt
I'm wearing Fear of God
But **** know
I ain't fearing nun
Everybody black truck
You thought the president was comin
Yeah that money getting hectic
We pull that paper out
I bet these hoes gone respect it
Instead of saying throat
Tell that bitch I want some necklace
And I took that bitch to Houston
Cause I got her back in Texas
I'm a huh
I'm a bad motherfucker
Every time I see her face
She made me laugh motherfucker
She be blowing up my phone
That's a sad motherfucker
And every time she get mad
She like you fat motherfucker
It's getting lit
That bitch gone need a pamper
The way I'm bout to kick this shit
You thought I got my taxes
The way I'm blowin through this shit
Put some Gucci on her back
I can't wait to G a bitch
And I already called my ride
I can't wait to leave a bitch
I'm like it's getting complicated
Fucking on that hoe
You know that pussy
Kinda outdated
Hope these **** ain't ate it
Damn
Written by: The Whole Darn Family, YDN
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