Spend Some Money (feat. Ace Cino)

Ay, real gutter shit
You know me ima keep it one hun done
Bitch I got a couple of perks do you want one
All the hoes say I'm tripping yeah I'm one one

So wassup with that pussy cause I want some
She gonna fuck for a bay puddie cause she ain't got one
You ain't the real brick man nigga stop fronting

Stop calling like you really tryna cop something
Call my lil' Niggas up they gonna drop something
Got the Y-3 joggy on and I ain't even jogging
With the fog lights on bitch and I ain't even foggy

Jumped out the black Benz looking all bossy
Get a nigga scratched off an ain't even cost me (cost me)
I'm looking for some oranges for this 42
Drunk ass hell of this 1942

I'm in the club shooting 3's
I don't choose these hoes, these hoes be choosing me
I'm thinking to myself on my decision shoot me

I'm looking for a bitch on a ship like me
A Boneified freak
A bitch go crazy on the dick and fuck with me till the teeth

Now I just wanna fuck with a real bitch
Can somebody point me to a real bitch
We don't do drill music but we drill shit
And bring a O.T Roll back from pill trips

Ok we started on the east side
Now it's time to hit the west with it one time
We just left Feraudic city it was lunchtime
Now we on our way west bout to hit diamonds

I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money

Bitch broke used to sit up on them stoops
Now we sitting in them coups
With a whole team of niggas like that shoot like the D league

Used to fuck a bitch named Mimi
Hoe skirts yeah I get that shit from my T.T
I done see so many niggas switched you wouldn't be-leave
Now I'm convinced that my haters really need me

At the crib my kids watching me on T.V
O.T. In the sweet getting head reading
Party pack a perks and I'm down of a 3 piece
Calm down this shit and I ain't talking bout 3 peace

Baby girl you groovy keep my songs on repeat
In da club big strap on me you ain't gotta suns
Tryna get rich so my mamma ain't gotta work
600 hundred dollars on a collard shirt

Baby girl bad, go to school
She get outa work
She ain't gotta twerk
Scoop my bag when she get out the hersh

Ok we started on the east side now
It's time to hit the west with it one time
We just left Feraudic city it was lunchtime
Now we on our way west about to hit diamonds

I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money

Ok we started on the east side now
It's time to hit the west with it one time
We just left Feraudic city it was lunchtime
Now we on our way west about to hit diamonds

I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money
I just wanna spend some money



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Writer(s): Francisco Hernandez
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