You get on my nerves with all that bitchin' (Come on)
I'm so locked in with my guys, that's for life, ain't no switchin'
You been funny actin', so gotta keep my distance (Ayy, let's go)
I been solid since I popped right out that coochie, God my witness
I be screamin', "Where the cash at?" (Uh huh), because I need it
Lord knows I love them bad hoes (Let's go), they conceited
I done built it from the ground up (Let's go), they ain't believe it
Had to fuck your ho 'cause you were playin' and now we even
Niggas know that I'm the wave now (Uh huh), Even Steven
Long live Jeff, he on my tennis chain, I'm still grievin'
Plenty nights that we was in that field but I'm still breathin'
I done slid in them DM's too many times, why you still teasin'?
It feel like I put the city on my back (Ayy, back)
Kick that door right down and leave him where he at (Where he at)
I can't fuck with none of these niggas, ain't givin' no daps (Ain't givin' no daps)
Might hit the ARIA and bet a hundred on craps (Facts)
Ain't got no gig, but I still wake up and get fly, ho (Phew)
Every hood we chase that bag in that Tahoe (On God)
Oh, she ain't mine, but for the time, yeah, that's my ho (Yeah, that's mine)
Now stop that playin' and suck that dick, don't act shy, ho (Don't act shy, ho), yeah
You get on my nerves with all that bitchin' (That bitchin')
I'm so locked in with my guys, that's for life, ain't no switchin'
You been funny actin', so gotta keep my distance (Keep my distance)
I been solid since I popped right out that coochie, God my witness
I be screamin', "Where the cash at?" (Where that cash), because I need it
Lord knows I love them bad hoes (Love them hoes), they conceited
I done built it from the ground up, they ain't believe it
Had to fuck your ho 'cause you were playin' and now we even (Huh?)
Take my shirt off and all the hoes stop breathin' (Burr)
Who said I won't run up me a B? Give me a reason (Give me a reason)
Cuh just brought the gas, he throw that pass and I'm receivin'
She gon' suck this dick and give me gums, feel like she teethin'
Roll it in a leaf and hit the moon, this my season
Put two million up but I ain't Peezy (Huh?)
Oh, you crashin' out 'bout these hoes, take it easy
Diamonds, they gon' dance on these hoes like Chris Breezy
Tell her I need Marleys, ride me like a Harley (Harley)
She know I'm a playboy, don't confuse me with Carti (Don't)
Walk right in the section, pull your bitch out the party
Know I need that green on the top just like parsley
Know this bitch a freak, I'ma fuck her on the carpet
Big body Benz, tell the valet he can park it
Baby, I'm a boss, I'm a hustler and a artist
Know I got some M's but I still hustle like I'm starvin'
Bae, I'm one of them, yeah, I'm him, beg your pardon
LA for the day, let's pull them hoes out like Jordan
Oh, that boy got juice, he got too much for the carton
Roll that flower up, I told bro to bring the garden
I put that shit on like a nigga straight from Harlem
Know I'm tryna get it, got some ounces for your problems
Hang around some demons, they some goons, they some goblins
Hang around some demons, they some goons, they some–
You get on my nerves with all that bitchin'
I'm so locked in with my guys, that's for life, ain't no switchin'
You been funny actin', so gotta keep my distance (Keep my distance)
I been solid since I popped right out that coochie, God my witness
I be screamin', "Where the cash at?" because I need it
Lord knows I love them bad hoes, they conceited
I done built it from the ground up, they ain't believe it
Had to fuck your ho 'cause you were playin' and now we even
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