cut this little hoe off She asked me what we was

She could see it in my eyes We got this out the mud

 Louie, the Gucci, bottega baby I'm a designer junkie

Fuck is they calling him Teacha for baby He was a flunky

I aint stressing about no eater hoe I just want the money

If she gonna spend it what I'mma keep her for I want Blue face hundreds

she spending what I stack

The way she make me lose my mind with her face in my lap

 I almost lost my mind found out my bro aint coming back

I'm putting in overtime they sleepin wake em from their nap

With my bros its no divide, wrong or right we get em smacked

Puttin belt to ass on these little **** treat em like my neph

 She see how I be outside She like bae I know you that

Honesty and loyalty the least I can I owe you that

These **** ain't been outside see us shining now they scared

Say they happy see em smiling shit be fake just like veneers

Tryna hide the fake shit from me That shit come out extra clear

I was up They waited till I hit the floor to get out their seat and cheer

Bitch aint used to German Whips I gotta teach her how to steer

 Had to learn to hide the heart on my sleeve was never scared to care

Yeah, yeah

cut this lil hoe off She asked me what we was

She could see it in my eyes We got this out the mud

 Louie, the Gucci bottega baby I'm a designer junkie

Fuck is they calling em teacha for baby He was a flunky

I aint stressing bout no eater hoe I just want the money

If she gonna spend it what I'mma keep her for I want Blue face hundreds

she spending what I stack

The way she make me lose my mind with her face in my lap

 I almost lost my mind found out my bro aint coming back

Was never one to get attached cause I got my own back

Step up to the base just know I'm running home if I up my bat

These **** be basers they off crack they think they on my track

 **** be slow pacing ain't no racing been got overlapped

They can't say I'm racist This white benz I pulled up inside black

Model bitch up in my penthouse Say she trying to make it clap

i’m known to pull up in a what the fuck is that

I done told told you what I told you dont think this a act

Bitch I'm from the crib I don't like to fib these **** love to flag

I seen plenty **** go before I did none of them **** lasted

The way I work, the way I'm praying know these blessings gonna be everlasting .

cut this lil hoe off She asked me what we was

She could see it in my eyes We got this out the mud

 Louie, the Gucci bottega baby I'm a designer junkie

Fuck is they calling em teacha for baby He was a flunky

I aint stressing bout no eater hoe I just want the money

If she gonna spend it when I'mma keep her for I want Blue face, hundreds

she spending what I stack

The way she make me lose my mind with her face in my lap

 I almost lost my mind found out my bro aint coming back