Thru the City

Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city, babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city, babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city, babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe Styrofoam cup inside of styrofoam cup I don't need you to drop on the weed With me I buy my own drugs You said I would never take off but right now It seems like I can't stop going up And Like JJ Evans, I'm Dyn-O-Mite 'Cause seems like I can't stop blowing up It's funny, funny, funny, funny The way you think you gon' get a verse for free 'Cause I don't know you niggas If you ain't graduate from a real nigga university I want my money, money, money, money That's the only thing that will work for me And when I finish all my work and they put me in the dirt Put my money in the dirt with me Big old "B" in the middle of the wheel Seventy grand in my pocket that shit ain't come from no deal I don't fuck with you niggas no more so you say I'm not real Maybe the champagne bubbles And the hot tub bubbles is all I can feel That's real Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city, babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city, babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city, babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe All I need is my continental It sends chills up my spine Every time I touch that wood grain wheel I own this bitch, this bitch ain't no rental Rolling one deep for life Fucking with phoneys might get me killed I blow kush smoke up in the air Tan leather wrapped all around my chair I love making these haters stop and stare Shout out to god, I'ma stop and say a prayer And everytime I come down the avenue Let the top back is what I have to do Bad bitches, I will not chase after you Even if you say, "'Ro this sack is for you" I'm one deep in my Bentley babe Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city, babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city, babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city, babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe I wish you would have kept all Of our business off of your Facebook 'Cause it wasn't all about me It was about your Instagram and your Facebook Why you gotta always let the left hand Know what the right hand doing? They be looking at me funny when I buy all this scotch That's what the white man be doing I'm supposed to pay my water bill, light bill, phone bill Not supposed to pay hoes I'll buy food hand from a bum before I pay these bitches To come up out they clothes The pussy is free but my game ain't Take your body, end up where your brain ain't Y'all shirley ass niggas ain't dranking That's tasting eight days later, still got the same drank Drunk a thirty-seven, fucking right I did Ain't no telling how many Dr Pepper's and Sprite's I did My bank would come to the crib, no more ATM's And every night a bad bitch say, "Rape me then" Two hundred more thousand, that was my afternoon You a bad bitch but I gotta chase my money I would never chase after you Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe Every day I ride Bentley through the fucking city, babe I remember when I couldn't ride a Bentley through the city, babe I remember when I couldn't afford to Uber through the city, babe Was asking you to come and get me But no gas money so you wouldn't do it, babe