I ain't worried bout a bitch **** for nothin' You be hatin', you a bitch, you a bomb, you

disgustin' You ain't puttin' in on nothin' They didn't

Think you hittin' somethin' off Now, this ain't a freebie

Money in the walls, they be fuckin' up my TV Bitches take a L, now she says she wanna

Be beat Oh no, I can't do it, that's on P.D.'s and

Morris Street Shakin' ass, I told her shake it fast

Huh, Rodney, she bout to break her back Put your hands up on the ground, pop that

Pussy to the ceiling I get money, I got money, tryna throw away

A million Fuck it up, lil' bitch, fuck it up, lil

Bitch, go Gettin' on, stand on, what **** like me

know? I can hear from the bitch easy, I call her

a free throw She know **** like me need me and love me

A free call

Ayy, pokin' out that ass again If I fuck one, bet a **** gon' smash again

Ah, make her breathe in that cabbage dream When she throw that ass back, it's like the

Whip be baggin' in Ah, Q been linked up, put my money over these

Bitches, tell her we can link up My bitch whole body be soft, she forever minked

up I whip dick out on that bitch, she gon' come

and clean now, ah Q, either suckin' or you fuckin', I get money

I ain't worryin' bout a bitch **** for nothin' You be hatin', you a bitch, you a bomb, you

Disgustin' You ain't puttin' in on nothin' They didn't

Think you hittin' somethin' off Now, this ain't a freebie

Money in the wallet, baby, fuck it up, my TV Bitches take a L, now she said she want

A BB Oh, no, I can't do it, that's on PDs and

Zamora street