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SPREAD LIKE BUTTA
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[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, uh
[Chorus]
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Makin' bread wit' my brother
Count it up with my twin
Burn the tire on the rubber
And I make it go skrrt
I got drip like a puddle
And I hope you don't sleep
[Verse 1]
Like a bad ass kid, man, I'm throwin' these fits
Got a all-white fit and it lookin' like grits
Got a bad ass bitch and she talk with a lisp
If a bitch touch me then she poppin' her fist
She poppin' it, poppin' it, pop it like this
Get it on and poppin', man, I'm feelin' like Chris
Gon' slide in the coupe
I'ma slide wit' yo boo
[Verse 2]
Need the money, it's glue
Balenci' my boots
And we gon' salute
If I said it, it's true
Take a trip to Tuluum
Bitch, I'm up like balloons
And I blow out her back
Bitch, I blow out a fuse (Oh, shit)
Put that bitch on a mat, I can't get too attached
I keep it a stack, I don't do the chit-chat
I run through some racks, I keep it at that
Shh, if you fuck with my sack, or play with my pack, like a bug you get zapped
I put brack on her back
Now I'm crackin' her back and she love when I play with her cat
[Chorus]
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Makin' bread wit' my brother
Count it up with my twin
Burn the tire on the rubber
And I make it go skrrt
I got drip like a puddle
And I hope you don't sleep
[Verse 3]
All my bitches, they fire
All my bitches exquisite
'Bout to pimp out my ride
Man, I feel like Xzibit
In a 4-wheel drive, whippin' through the south side
All the windows, they tinted
Man, your bitch is a five, my bitch is a dime
Plus ten different bitches
[Verse 4]
I can turn to magician
Man, the roof will be missin'
Hit the block and remix it
In her mouth like a dentist
And she open like Denny's
I didn't pay her no penny
And these **** they mix-y
Tinkerbell and they pixie
Turn her like Timmy
I put that drank in my sippy
Who in the city too litty?
You can't belittle my pimpin'
If you get money, get wit' me
Come join the committee
All my hoes on your wishlist
And they wanna take pictures
They ain't just blowin' me kisses
[Chorus]
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Makin' bread wit' my brother
Count it up with my twin
Burn the tire on the rubber
And I make it go skrrt
I got drip like a puddle
And I hope you don't sleep
[Verse 5]
All my bitches, they fire
All my bitches exquisite
'Bout to pimp out my ride
Man, I feel like Xzibit
In a 4-wheel drive, whippin' through the south side
All the windows, they tinted
Man, your bitch is a five, my bitch is a dime
Plus ten different bitches
[Outro]
Oh, shit
Written by: Kesh Balaji, Omar Nurein, Taylor Sader, Yakiyn Halliburton
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