Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Yes i got exquisite taste

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Yea she got exquisite taste

Mane we twisted, lifted, spanking britches

You ain got no ranking n****

Flyin down 35 to i-10 we racing in it

Pushing weight like T and Malice

 

Poster hoe i need to tack it

Lil latina know i need her finna make my way to Dallas

Anything for selenas

She like wings and reefer

I like broads who cook and clean

Then kick em when they lease up

Ask me los why you so mean i told her pack things up

Baby ima keep it p i gotta put 10 rings up

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Yes i got exquisite taste

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Shit she got exquisite taste

Leather seats, inside

Candy paint, outside

Woodgrain, inside

Them n***** ain’t outside

You know i know you love dat hoe

Mobbin til im 44

I might throw a couple bucks

Hunnids and sum tubmans tho

Bitch we finna turn it up

I said turn it up

Suckas steady talkin

Fye fye fye

Bitch let’s go burn it up!

Never gave a damn or gave a fuck feel like i never did

Barely ever tested need my wife to fly in heaven sent

No i cannot save a bitch

That hoe don’t want be saved

That grain yes i super grip

I never earned a cape

This life it’s a motion pic

But ion run wit the fakes

Tell them n***** bow they heads

Tell em say they fucking grace

Turnt a penny to a dime

A dime to a quarter

Went from that into some dollars

Ima fuckin sorcerer

Ima get that money right

First business of the order

Drown em in that dirty mud

Them fucking muddy waters

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Yes i got exquisite taste

Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can’t

I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank

I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face

Ion blame her, what i name her?

Yea she got exquisite taste