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Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, ay Based1 got them bands, hoe (ay, ay) The whip don't got no keys, I press the start and hit the gas and go She just wanna f- with me, I hit that - and she drop it low Drop a bag, I spend the fee, the opps, they really wanna know Is he really cashin' out or is that young - broke? - With me, you can get robbed, you can get poked I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole I don't really trust nobody, I can never trust a soul I walk in, I'm poppin' tags, which one? Eeny, miny, moe Oh yeah, oh yeah, we ballin' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, she callin' These -, they broke, walk in, they stalling (yeah) I got the bag, I spend it, I'm balling Yeah, - know that I'm all in Walk in, I'm spending a bag (oh yeah) Lil' shawty, she know I'm glad (mhm) Walk in and I'm making her mad (okay) I was making the broke - sad (uh-huh) I don't even wanna do nothing (nothing) And I'm really - on this ting (this ting) And she know I got big dreams Walked in and I'm sipping on - Mixed the ice with the cream, yeah We do not - with the opps We puttin' them - on FOX (pew, pew) I put them boys in the box (in the box) I do not know who you are I really rock out with guitars I really do hang with the stars (yeah) Okay, my car is fast (yeah) I see you, I'm swerving, I'm drivin', I crash These - be hatin', I'm on my last I see you, I'm coming, I'm running, I blast The whip don't got no keys, I press the start and hit the gas and go She just wanna - with me, I hit that -, she drop it low Drop a bag, I spend the fee, the opps, they really wanna know Is he really cashin' out or is that young - broke? - With me, you can get robbed, you can get poked I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole I don't really trust nobody, I can never trust a soul I walk in, I'm poppin' tags, which one? Eeny, miny, moe Yeah, I'm in it, I had to go get 'em in it I had to take me a minute I had to take me a pill (pill) I'm high, she know what to do (mhm) I'm doing this - for the thrill I really don't get no chills I really got houses on hills I really be chilling with Bill (mhm) I had to go get it (get it) We selling whole midgets I told them don't fidget I'm really trappin' in here (in here) You cannot come in here We shootin' like John Deere (Deere) We do not show no fear (fear) We do not trust anybody (body) I'm feelin' like John Gotti I had to get out of there 'cause I know these - would stop me I'm droppin' that hot like Wasabi Flexed up, I stunt with my posse Lil' shawty got lips, I'm glossy And she - me up in the lobby (yeah) It's a lot of weed to roll up (yeah) Why you askin' questions, shawty? I just wanna - Got a lot of money, - you can't add it up What is trust? Get that little - some dust The whip don't got no keys, I press the start and hit the gas and go She just wanna - with me, I hit that -, she drop it low Drop a bag, I spend the fee, the opps, they really wanna know Is he really cashin' out or is that young - broke? - With me, you can get robbed, you can get poked I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole I don't really trust nobody, I can never trust a soul I walk in, I'm poppin' tags, which one? Eeny, miny, moe
Writer(s): Ben Sturdivant, Kimetrius Foose, Alexander Walter Bak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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