クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daymenian Spurlock
Songwriter
歌詞
Yo, ayy, yea, ayy, ayy
Ice Gang, ****
Hey Diesel, we gon' make another one, ****
Gotta put my **** on the track
Follow my lead, ****
Two young **** gettin' a whole lot of money
Fuckin' bad bitches rockin' ice, yeah, we stuntin
Boy, fuck what you say, you ain't gettin' no money
We runnin' bands up, takin' trips out to London
We get big checks, bout' to fly overseas in a big jet
Hard work and dedication ain't no rest
Chillin' with the bad bitches and they won't sex
Get him, Diesel
Like Lupe, hit the bitch one time, then I skate
Kick the bitch to the curb, she was naggin' too much
The bitch had to learn her place
When I walk through drippin', caught the hoe slippin
You should've seen her face
Fuck that ****, should've seen her waist
Ass so fat, I'm finna take her to my place
One night stand, bitches, ain't no date
I fuck that bitch, had her callin' me bae
Bitch, what you say
It's time to pack yo shit, hoe, get out my place
I'ma pass you to my ****, he can have his way
Me and Diesel bout' the money every day
Ain tryna work a job, ain't no money there to make
I'ma self-making ass **** getting to the money
Like Burger King said, I can have it my way
Poppin' my shit and I'm never gon' stop
These **** a fly with the rock
Know it's my time, all I need is a clock
I kicked the lil' bitch, I made her heart stop
Yeah, I come from the block
I ran from the scene cause the knocks was too hot
Yeah, that boy a lil' hot
His bitch was a thot, he got tricked out his spot
I come from the slum, no hard bitch, I'm numb
I was a young ****, beatin' no drums
Didn't play no ball, had to stack up my funds
Brother was locked up, he didn't have no bond
Yeah, he didn't have no bond
Changed up my life, had to do for my son
Don't fuck with ****, these **** be con
I play with the money so much, I have fun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Might fuck on the Instagram model
You cuffing, but I made her holla
Soon as I got to the room
She became a vacuum, then I made her swallow
It's time to go pop up some bottle
We lived through the struggle, I was raised by my mama
Daddy went shit, used to post on the corner
I leave hoe sick like Corona
He hop out the bitch like he on her
Only thing on my mind be the money
Expensive jeans, a **** rockin' I money
I'm smokin' on none, but excited
I came out the woodwork
Everywhere I go, a **** gon' turn up the party
Yeah
Two young **** gettin' a whole lotta money
Fuckin' bad bitches, rockin' ice, yeah, we stuntin
Boy, fuck what you say, you ain't gettin' no money
We runnin' bands up, takin' trips out to London
We get big checks, bout' to fly overseas in a big jet
Hard work and dedication, ain't no rest
Chillin' with the bad bitches and they want sex
Get em' diesel
Like Lupe, hit the bitch one time, then I skate
Kick the bitch to the curb, she was naggin' too much
The bitch had to learn her place
When I walk through drippin', caught the hoe slippin
You shoulda seen her face
Fuck that ****, shoulda seen her waist
Ass so fat, I'm finna take her to my place
Written by: Daymenian Spurlock
