Black Rothstein

Every day, I double it, baby, I'm gettin' shit off

Every day, I'm doublin' it, you know how much this shit cost

Every day, I'm clutchin' it and I'll let that bitch off

Every day, I'm hustlin', baby, I feel like Rick Ross

Heard these bitches lookin' for daddy, get with this pimpin'

Every night, we with different baddies, ****, we winnin'

Two thousand dollar shoes on the pedal, Versace linen

You better watch your bitch 'cause she watchin' how much I'm spendin'

Payin' close attention, thick bitches all in my mentions

She gave me that pussy soon as she seen what I'm whippin'

Beat it off the Perc' and the molly, that shit hit different

She gon' suck me up slow and sloppy, it ain't no kissin'

Bitch, I play for keeps, I hit that pussy like it's mine

Look me in my eyes, all I see is dollar signs

AP forty-one, VVSs, I'ma shine

You runnin' out of time, these bitches choosin' right now

Ayy, I got that shit on

Louis V trainers, it's nothin', I got the rent on

Keep a couple big booty bitches that I can feel on

Plus, I got some hatin'-ass bitches I need to shit on

Got a couple bitches with OnlyFans I can live off

Wake up in the morning, she twerkin', bitch, take that shit off

She ain't even showin' no pussy, yeah, it's a rip-off

And if you ain't spendin' no money, she like, "Get lost"

Every day, I double it (Haha), baby, I'm gettin' shit off

Every day, I'm doublin' it (Yeah), you know how much this shit cost

Every day, I'm clutchin' it and I'll let that bitch off (You know it)

Every day, I'm hustlin', baby, I feel like Rick Ross (Huh)

We got the top down and we cruisin'

If I see a better car, I'll go get a new one

Keep my camera man as my shooter

I think I'm Big Meech, I think I'm Larry Hoover

Feel like my plug is the coolest

Young Khalifa in the hot tub with some cougars

You in the gang, you might get matching Mullers

You play your position well, we might go to the jeweler

And don't come out, your mind just came sooner

Big dog in the game, you a junior

Don't never pay attention to the rumors

Extra passengers we got a lot of room for

A lot of kush, they rollin' up, I'm blessed

Private planes, smoking planes with all my guests

Hit the stage, then on the plane, I don't get rest

Get a check and I don't spend it, I invest

Never complain 'bout the haters 'cause that's part of the game

Never worried 'bout credentials 'cause it's all in my name

Safe filled with blue faces and they all look the same

Bring more champagne

Every day, I double it, baby, I'm gettin' shit off

Every day, I'm doublin' it, you know how much this shit cost

Every day, I'm clutchin' it and I'll let that bitch off

Every day, I'm hustlin', baby, I feel like Rick Ross