Lyrics

Woo! Y'all already know who I am? Right? Mustard on the beat, ho Let's go Uh (woo, woo), no Master P (ayy) Ten bad bitches and they after me (bad) One bad bit' look like a masterpiece (uh) Lookin' for a dunk, like a athlete (uh) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) Ice chain, pure water (ice, ice, ice) You got the cash, but can't afford it (cash, no) You got the bag, but can't afford it (give me the bag) Give me the beat, I ride it like a jetski (hey) So many bad bitches they harassin' me (bad) They like me 'cause I rap and be with the athletes (athletes) Stop askin' me (uh), I know they mad at me (nah) Hop in the coupe, then I slide like it's Vaseline (skrrt, skrrt) West coast six-four, jump like a trampoline (six-four) Take a brick out, put it on a triple beam (brick out) I'm not from Canada, but I see a lot of t'ings (Canada) Dismantle her, I know how to handle her (woo, hey) Light the candle up, make you put a banner up (up, up) Toss a fifty up, make 'em tear the club up (tear the club up) Took your bitch out the game I had to sub her (swap, swap, here we go) Uh (woo, woo), no Master P (ayy) Ten bad bitches and they after me (bad) One bad bit' look like a masterpiece (uh) Lookin' for a dunk, like a athlete (uh, woo) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, big drip, yeah) Ice chain, pure water (ice, ice, ice) You got the cash but can't afford it (hey, cash) You got the bag but can't afford it (woo, woo, woo) Offset! Pimpin' ain't easy, make her open up and eat it (eat it) Stars in the ceilin' and my seats, they Tempur-Pedic (hey, hey) I see them nigga watchin' and they plottin', tryna sneak me (plot) I can't hit a thot, can't trust a thot, they tellin' secrets (thot, no) Big bank take lil' bank, lil' nigga (cash) Catch him down, bet that nigga cry a whole river (hey) Nawf on my back, I'm takin' care of the whole village (Nawf) Somebody got shot, what you talkin' 'bout, Willis? (Who?) In the lobby with a brick, I'm Ricky Bobby with your bitch I go Lawrence with the fit In the 'Rari with no tint ('Rari, drip, drip) I'm from the trench, I got the dirty money rinsed (oh) He was poppin' so I popped And prayed to God, repent (oh, oh, oh, let's go) Uh (woo, woo), no Master P (ayy) Ten bad bitches and they after me (bad) One bad bit' look like a masterpiece (uh) Lookin' for a dunk, like a athlete (uh, woo) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) Ice chain, pure water (ice, ice, ice) You got the cash but can't afford it (cash, no) You got the bag but can't afford it T-Takeoff, no limit to the money (money, nah) I picked the gang up Took a flight across the country ('cross the country, where?) I tipped the waitress, told her, "Keep the wines comin'" Hit the store to get some Backwoods And left the Wraith runnin', fuck it Lookin' like they plottin', but we already on it (on it) In the lab with Celine like that bag that she wanted (Celine) A lot of t'ings, ass bustin' out them jeans, make you want it (t'ing) Take you wanna spend a 50, hit the scene with her, don't it? (Scene) Whole team full of queens, gotta keep their eyes on me (queen) It's a snake in disguise, prolly wanna slide on me (slide) I bet they ride on 'em when I put that prize on 'em (prize) Ten bad bitches, rotate 'em, got five of 'em (five) Uh (woo, woo), no Master P (ayy) Ten bad bitches and they after me (bad) One bad bit' look like a masterpiece (uh) Lookin' for a dunk, like a athlete (uh) Big drip, what you call it? (Big drip, yeah) Ice chain, pure water (ice, ice, ice) You got the cash but can't afford it (cash, no) You got the bag but can't afford it Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Two-step (oh, yeah, uh, oh, yeah) Goodnight
Writer(s): Ermias Asghedom, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Shahrukh Z Khan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramPath