Beautiful Pain

Bad Lil Baby She Perculating
That Pussy Im Always Anticipating
I Eat Her Up Now and I Fuck Her Later
I Add That Money Like A Calculator
She Sucking on Me Like A Life Saver
She Love To Get High Like A Elevator
Count the money like a Calculator
Dont play with me i aint no masterbater
She Speaking Them Facts Like a Dictator
These Niggas Be singing like Kirby
Free My Niggas Out of Cell B
My Dawg Say Send Him Pictures
So his Spirit Can Feel A Little richer
She Loving On Me And My Homies
Her Pussy Look Like Some Bologna
(Aye)
Each And Everyday I Add It Up
We getting Money Now They Mad At Us
I Need A Shower But Im Still Dripping
The Labels Email But Im still Gooking
Pull Up in That Foreign Now She Choosing
In And Out Of Traffic Now Im Juicing
Karate That Judo Im Kicking Shit
Im From Broward where we Carry Sticks
And I be So Saucy Like WishBone
My Heart Colder Then Some ColdSlaw
I Never Be Tripping Im All About Digits
Im All the Way in While you Just Wishing
That Money Taller than Some Midgets
22 Karats Im Still Shining
Frank Muller look Like Rick The Ruler
Im sipping on a hint of gold peak
I gotta mix it with the hennesy
All Of This Fur Got Me Feeling Boujee
She Bending Them Corners Like Yoshi
Ohhhh

Them Diamonds They Dripping
They Dripping

That bitch she stripping She Stripping
She Say She late on her damn Rent
Look at all the money i done Spent
Make sure when you suck my Dick
Bitch I Better see some Damn Spit
I Really Be Gooking And Jiggin
I Really Be Jiggin and Gooking
Hey
Hey
I Really Be Gooking And Jiggin
I Really Be Gooking And Jiggin

I can't never fall in love wit you
Sorry baby had to break the news
But a nigga thru. And I'm
Stacking and flexing that's what I'm posed to do
Fillin leafs up and drank the soda too
Bitches and bundles of money I'm on to you
I'm on the come up and soon gone be known to you
Keep me a glizzy cause niggas a act fool
They play along then cross up like uncle drew
Drunk off the henny we got the Coronas too
You like the gas then see what the motor do

You like them pistols my nigga I tote a few
Stay in place before you have a funeral
We got mo money than you and yo crew an nem
We treat these bitches like rentals and ruin em

All bout the paper you know I like cash
And diamonds that flash
And bitches with ass

I promise that this year won't be like my last
Perfecting my craft
Learning from my past

I'm doing the dash
My foot on the gas
Watch on my wrist it don't tick if you ask
Ya bitch and her friend we kicked it in magic
Sorry lil nigga yo life is so tragic



Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Turner
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