Lyrics

I do not care if you come with a weapon But if you gon step Then you gotta respect me Flippin' my money And makin investments Intelligent That's how I know where the check is So many niggas be saying they ready And they better than me But they never address me I'm on the plane Going back to the city I'm a fly nigga They never can catch me Aye, yeah Never can catch me DiCaprio too many niggas be capping I just fucked her in back of the cabin And now she wiping up my nut with a napkin Always dressed up But I never be slacking Yeah I'm the freshest Til I'm in a casket Cash is a race Who can get it the fastest You take a break Everybody gon pass you Aye yeah, Setting it straight So many niggas be gettin away How can a nigga be so down to Earth I came around, they all fell on they face Gimme a Patek Embellish the face I'm with a baddie That don't got a waist She callin me daddy So I can't complain Got the du-rag And I'm rocking the chain Aye I just want bitches and hunnids Yeah I need em both in abundance Aye She said that she from the Republic Aye Tuck in the gun, like her stomach Aye Got it however I want it I promise you that shit ain't ever gon change I was fuckin with a shorty from Spain Now she say she want a tat of my name Dang Only in love with the bank And if it's the Brinks Then pull up the truck I give her the drink Now she wanna fuck I'm thinking bout me She talkin bout us Ugh Damn I just wanted a slut I make her pop And do coke off her butt Nah I'm just kidding I'm playin too much Gimme them digits Who paying em up I do not care if you come with a weapon But if you gon step Then you gotta respect me Flippin my money And makin investments Intelligent That's how I know where the check is So many niggas be saying they ready And they better than me But they never address me I'm on the plane Goin back to the city I'm a fly nigga They never can catch me I do not care if you come with a weapon But if you gon step Then you gotta respect me Flippin my money And makin investments Intelligent That's how I know where the check is So many niggas be saying they ready And they better than me But they never address me I'm on the plane Goin back to the city I'm a fly nigga They never can catch me Really, I'm just stepping back in the Ville I was off on a tangent They don't understand it Shots I get handed A response to the bars They thinking they us Ah Damn Not again On the clock once again It was not just pretend All the work that I give is a payment I don't turn water to wine Though look how the drip level raisin That's on Devine like a grape then That's on the vine like an app bruv Niggas wanna front, that's cool I'll be on the side like a condiment Nigga catch up, Cause homie we UP Our shit bump like heads White ones, black ones You choose dog Take no break, shit That's so fake Can't subscribe to the shit And you too balled But missed y'all shot I just watch don't miss no opp If we hop on that track's a bop Shit we so on like patches, stop Shit, we too clean Don't get mopped in this hoe Don't gotta be a fan cause you not gonna blow You can take it how you like They recite what we wrote We too cliqued up You are not coming close Nigga damn I do not care if you come with a weapon But if you gon step Then you gotta respect me Flippin my money And makin investments Intelligent That's how I know where the check is So many niggas be saying they ready And they better than me But they never address me I'm on the plane Goin back to the city I'm a fly nigga They never can catch me I do not care if you come with a weapon But if you gon step Then you gotta respect me Flippin my money And makin investments Intelligent That's how I know where the check is So many niggas be sayin they ready And they better than me But they never address me I'm on the plane Goin back to the city I'm a fly nigga They never can catch me
Writer(s): Malcolm Chester Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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