Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gifted Gab
Gifted Gab
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabrielle Kadushin
Gabrielle Kadushin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Soultanz
Soultanz
Producer

Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Ah-ah, look
This is what I'm 'bout to do
Get a couple bitches on the track, **** count to two
Look, I don't need no mouth from you
I'ma show you how to move it on the avenue
Makin' so much loot them hoes mad at you
Make 'em mad at you, baby girl, gon' shake that bo-
Touch a **** five hundred just to eat that pu-
Gon' pass up the back in this CL Coupe, hm
What, you think I play mu'fucka?
Snatch your bitch quicker than a chain, mu'fucka?
Have her workin' in the part rain like a slave
I'm a slave on the real **** whip as a raindrop
I treat my hoes well, hardly ever see a turn up
But wish me well or you can burn in hell
What's that you smell?
That's lush in the furnace
There's rules to this game and you hoes better learn it
Yeah, she a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Buddy make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Buddy make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
She a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Buddy make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Buddy make her cum, real **** gon' boss up
Real **** gon' boss up
Come around, them real **** gon' boss up
****, come around, my ****
Come around, them real **** gon' boss up
She a real street walker
See her 'round town, she a real slick talker
Buddy make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Buddy make her cum, when she cum, gon' cost ya
Look, this is what I'm 'bout to do
Call you at your name like a prostitute
**** I got aim like a shotgun
Boom buh bow, grata grata call the doctor
Bitch got a **** with a safe in his office
Came in and raided, exchanged in his watches
Got a couple racks and a strap in the back
Did that and left, the **** gotta count his losses
Huh, I been around the bosses
I've been around them **** who kick it for ya deposits
All my **** lost it, I'm positive
I'll be waiting at the door where your mama live
You don't want them problems, I ain't got no conscience
I don't bump my head and I ain't never been righteous
I've been chillin' with whites, like them John's don't play
(All my **** break bread, hoes gon' pay)
Hm, and them hoes gon' stay
Listen to me and do whatever I say
I'm the **** today and I'm the **** forever
And if you tryna get some money, we can put it together
My ****, my ****, yeah, that's my hitter, my hitter
I gotta get it to get it, and if you wit' it, I'm wit' it
(My ****, my ****, yeah, that's my hitter, my hitter)
(I gotta get it to get it, and if you wit' it, I'm wit' it, yo)
These bitches runnin' round, tryna be renegades (renegades)
But bitch, I run the town, if you wanna get paid
You should come my way (you should come my way)
You should come my way (you should come my way)
Bitch, I run the town
Bitch, I run the town
Written by: Gabrielle Kadushin, Jared Rubens, Shayhan Mashayekh, Tunecore Publishing
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