Lyrics
Sorry mama, I'm a young rich bastard
Tryna figure how to get this money faster
I never tell another **** gotta catch up
Cuz everybody knows you better get your racks up
Or else you get packed up
**** back up
100 flows with me
Bros with me, back up
But do she go with me hopefully, don't act up baby
Act like a lady
I need you to know that I --
Only call for pussy when I think that I deserve it (brrr)
I ain't hit you back baby I'm sorry I was working (I know)
I know that's not a good excuse but who said I was perfect
From the bed to the walls to the rugs
Them shits is Persian (Persiaa)
But did I earn it
(did I earn)
Do you deserve it
(deserve yeaa)
Ya body speak in cursive
I don't think that I can curve it
But I'm still learnin' (yeaaa)
I'm still learning
I'm still learning your lies
Your vibe
(your vibe, your vibe, your vibe)
I'm still smoking on indo
Staring out the window
Writing all these songs so they could fix up my credentials
Gotta lotta friends but nobody to vent to
Hit me back really fast if the message got sent through (woahh)
You know
(girl you know)
(Hit me back really fast if the message got sent through woahh)
Do I deserve it
Well I been working
Try ride my wave you cannot swag surf this
Losers they lurking
Come to the surface
Can't slow me up, I step with a purpose
Chicken at churches
She wanna baby, get her a Birkin
That bitch is crazy, started as flirtin'
Watch for fugazi
Eyes getting lazy
You cannot play me I'm
Sorry mama, I'm a young rich bastard
Tryna figure how to get this money faster
I never tell another **** gotta catch up
Cuz everybody knows you better get your racks up
Or else you get packed up
**** back up
100 flows with me
Bros with me, back up
But do she go with me hopefully, don't act up baby
Act like a lady
I need you to know that I --
Written by: Tee Winz
