Cothfah
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Damn, I'm looking so good
And I'm up to no good
Got that paper like a notebook
Damn dude, you rock that broke look
I'm fucked up off mimosas bro
And pills I'm bout to overdose
I fuck with them older hoes
So tell your mom, come over bro
I'm a little bit insensitive
Cuz I'm faded off all of these sedatives
Gotta big ol dick, she said it is
So the fuck the what, she was hesitant
Haters talk shit, but I'm not worried
Why you trying judge without no jury
Trying to catch my wave then, bitch you better hurry
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Riding in my new whip
That shit white like cool whip
Got this bottle, so let's do this
Celebrating, going stupid
I'm turning up with both my kids
Those my peeps, I'm rolling with
My cup gotta hole in it
What I want, I go and get
Ain't nobody ever stopping me
My girl is the only one on top of me
I'm high like I got on some rocket sneaks
Don't get mad at her, she got to peak
Being broke is for the birds
Turning up, like it's the first
Get like this, when you put in work
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell yea I'm on some other shyt
I ain't got time yell I'm tryin to fuck another bih
All this money like the U.S. Treasury
Stacking toting and flipping it
And I'm tryin not to fumble it
I got tumble it
Since a younger jit
Yeah mama made go and get it
Now we on marble floors and
Foreigns thru the city
Now I got a crib full of model bitches yea showing titties
Who you know just fly like this
Who you just ride like this
Try to ride my wave
You gon get seasick
Chrome on my waist that's where I keep it
Johnyy kemp and I just got paid
100 thots and about to get laid
Florida nigga puttin on for the state
Drippin sauce like chick fil a
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Damn, I'm looking so good
And I'm up to no good
Got that paper like a notebook
Damn dude, you rock that broke look
I'm fucked up off mimosas bro
And pills I'm bout to overdose
I fuck with them older hoes
So tell your mom, come over bro
I'm a little bit insensitive
Cuz I'm faded off all of these sedatives
Gotta big ol dick, she said it is
So the fuck the what, she was hesitant
Haters talk shit, but I'm not worried
Why you trying judge without no jury
Trying to catch my wave then, bitch you better hurry
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Riding in my new whip
That shit white like cool whip
Got this bottle, so let's do this
Celebrating, going stupid
I'm turning up with both my kids
Those my peeps, I'm rolling with
My cup gotta hole in it
What I want, I go and get
Ain't nobody ever stopping me
My girl is the only one on top of me
I'm high like I got on some rocket sneaks
Don't get mad at her, she got to peak
Being broke is for the birds
Turning up, like it's the first
Get like this, when you put in work
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell yea I'm on some other shyt
I ain't got time yell I'm tryin to fuck another bih
All this money like the U.S. Treasury
Stacking toting and flipping it
And I'm tryin not to fumble it
I got tumble it
Since a younger jit
Yeah mama made go and get it
Now we on marble floors and
Foreigns thru the city
Now I got a crib full of model bitches yea showing titties
Who you know just fly like this
Who you just ride like this
Try to ride my wave
You gon get seasick
Chrome on my waist that's where I keep it
Johnyy kemp and I just got paid
100 thots and about to get laid
Florida nigga puttin on for the state
Drippin sauce like chick fil a
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
Came out the house fresh as hell
I just got paid can't you tell
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Writer(s): Qastle
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