Letras
(Bro, K, this bitch hard)
Better say it
You know he ain't gotta wait
You know how I play it
Man (man)
(NBC, ****)
If it ain't by the hundred racks, you **** boring me (**** broke)
These **** can't do nothing with me, wish there was more of me (for the God)
They know I get it out the mud, talking pork and beans (out the trenches)
At the table, mask and gloves, like it's quarantine (my thangs)
Ayy, they just know I'm selling something
Lost a quarter in the air, you know I ain't milling nothing
And that blunt still passing, know that I ain't failing nothing
If they run up on me tripping, you know I ain't telling nothing (for real)
****, do my time and come home (for the God)
Ask around, find a town, then we on (if you dare)
Call up, grab some food, then we gone (we gone)
Race to a M, type of time that we on
Better say it
You know he ain't gotta wait (ain't gotta wait)
'Cause he know how I play it (for the hundred, ****)
Put some money on your head
And he know I pay it (for the God)
Better say it
You know he ain't gotta wait
'Cause he know how I play it (know that, ****)
Put some money on your head
And he know I pay it (I pay it, ****)
They know I pay it, 'cause they know I ain't playing (they know it)
But ten for ten last month, you know that I ain't praying (perfect)
My people hurry up and buy, they think they Asian (hurry up and buy)
Plug, how you want your chicken? I'm like, "Cajun" (I want a Cajun)
****, that mean add some spice to it, throw some cubes in there
You know that mean add some ice to it (milk)
It's money in it, know I'll get right to it
Throw some food in there, they know we'll add some rice to it (rice to it)
It's full of money, ain't no Tim's in that box
From M boxes, now it's M's in that box (on my box)
I feel like Keisha, I got rich off them wops
We don't be playing on them missions
We get in, we get out, ****
Better said, he know he ain't gotta wait
'Cause he know how I play it (it's a hunnid, ****)
Put some money on your head
And he know I pay it (I swear to God)
Better said, he know he ain't gotta wait
'Cause he know how I play it (know that, ****)
Put some money on your head
And he know I pay it (I pay it, ****)
Written by: LOM Rudy
