Lyrics

Gotta turn the volume down so I can see outta the rear Lotta bitches pussy talkin' I'ma leave yall over there Talkin' tough see me in person you ain't do shit but you starin' Fell in love with money makin' it feel like I'm gettin' married I don't got the favor in me you ain't put in I ain't sharin' Gotta drop it don't stop ain't a profit I'ma care less Bitch I gotta double up you be too lazy can't compare us I been hustlin' since a youngin' I think I deserve a merit I got plays in LA but I'm Chicago made don't get it twisted Bitches suckin' dick for features I'm a boss and that's the difference You stuck on the couch watchin' the news that shit a sickness Rona got them pockets hurtin' trap been pickin' up so I can't kick it You can't get up off a zip don't waste the breath askin' me bout a ticket I got all these meetings bout a bag they better come corrected Get that shit regardless they ain't think I meant it when I said it How you swipin' cards but you ain't tryna build ya credit? Keep that distance with the mischeif you gon make yourself need surgery Been speakin' on my name but it was you tryna get next to me Goofy tried finessin' don't you know that's in my pedigree Bitches lyin' I can't make shit up maybe it's maybelline Gotta turn the volume down so I can see outta the rear Lotta bitches pussy talkin' I'ma leave yall over there Talkin' tough see me in person you ain't do shit but you starin' Fell in love with money makin' it feel like I'm gettin' married I don't got the favor in me you ain't put in I ain't sharin' Gotta drop it don't stop ain't a profit I'ma care less Bitch I gotta double up you be to lazy can't compare us I been hustlin' since a youngin' I think I deserve a merit Pass me a wood bitch I don't give a fuck if I said I was quittin' I got gas tucked in a blanket swear to god that shit be hittin' You too busy in they business sorry I can't waste a minute Probably say the same about me I don't care who's side you pickin' That ain't no bread you got allowance you look funny when you spread it Ain't no cap that's in my rap my blue bills boujee playin' tennis We gon bring them rackets out hope you don't think that you no menace Demons lurkin' for a play it's heatin' up bitch we in texas Packs be comin' in like Christmas wrap that shit up like a present Ego feelin' like el chapo I be skilled at playin' tetris Flippin' patties I got orders no tomatos keep the lettuce On some fat shit hit a steakhouse you can't come up with a penny Heart of gold my people loyal to me give you some cuz I got plenty Dude been on my ass don't play his part I thought he got the message Love me hate me envy either way I know they feel the essence I be in the field we get em' gone you just a adolescent Gotta turn the volume down so I can see outta the rear Lotta bitches pussy talkin' I'ma leave yall over there Talkin' tough see me in person you ain't do shit but you starin' Fell in love with money makin' it feel like I'm gettin' married I don't got the favor in me you ain't put in I ain't sharin' Gotta drop it don't stop ain't a profit I'ma care less Bitch I gotta double up you be too lazy can't compare us I been hustlin' since a youngin' I think I deserve a merit
Writer(s): Alexandra Fastuca Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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