Lyrics

Okay I'm just a young nigga Getting money since a young nigga She could pull up to the stu but please tell a friend to come with ya I don't like to do the talking, talk too much I'm done with ya If she trying to do some fucking, I just tell her come hither You know I just got that Glock on me, hope you brought your gun with ya huh I don't do .380s copped a .40 needed something bigger huh I got a new bitch, want a piece, I share the crumbs with her huh I didn't know that was his bitch, tell him to come get her huh Woah I really don't want it It's fifty fifty she won't keep it a hundred I be kicking the work, love the way that I punt it I be putting in work anyway that she want it Now she see me up, I was down and she fronted Now she fell in love cause my diamonds bussing Bitches moving wocky thats Robitussin I'ma beat the pussy up she huffing and puffing I run up the breesh like its nothing I swear these bitches treesh, it's disgusting My name gone come up when money in discussion Had to get the money in a hurry, I be rushing Mama told me never say never, I'm Justin That's why if I ever need bread I be hustling That's why whenever I got bread I just double it That's why she be giving me head, she be guzzling Yeah So much money, can't count it up I get money everyday, fuck a calendar Why don't we count up and see who got more, boy I challenge ya I'ma just hop in a scat not a challenger I'ma just stay on my feet cause I got good balance Everything shooting don't matter the balance Attracting the Mula is just my talent Woah I got the keys, Im Allen Whole gang pull up looking like a battalion So much cheese coming in, I'm Italian Bringing the heat like Jimmy if you Fallon My new bitch thick like Meg Thee Stallion She say I'm a dog cause the way I be howling You know that I bite, you can tell cause I'm growling Just a Just a Just Just I'm just a young nigga Getting money since a young nigga She could pull up to the stu but please tell a friend to come with ya I don't like to do the talking, talk too much I'm done with ya If she trying to do some fucking, I just tell her come hither You know I just got that Glock on me, hope you brought your gun with ya huh I don't do .380s copped a .40 needed something bigger huh I got a new bitch, want a piece, I share the crumbs with her huh I didn't know that was his bitch, tell him to come get her huh Oh yeah Okay Woah
Writer(s): Karsheam Simpkins Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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