I Got

chorus;
Oh you got cash?
But I got mo
Oh you wants cars?
But I want boats
Two felonies
No I can't vote
Oh she got ass?
But I want throat
Dripped in Audiamars
On them folks
Just play your part
Bitch know your role
That lil' bitch your heart?
But that's my hoe
Street self employed
Thought you know

verseX 1
Ain't no guessin'
They know we next up
Quit all that flexing before it catch up
Boy where that cash at?
Before I stretch ya
Like shit I'm all in
Ain't no investor
I'm mine own investor
I'm blessed up
If you get caught now lil' pussy boy you fess up
I'm going down on whoever
Bands on the dresser
Big glock 45 pick your head up
Make tough guys say "yes sir"
Well fuck them niggas
'Cause I don't trust them niggas
I don't fuck with niggas
Barely do I even know them boys
No cap, I'm gone show these boys
Can't even sit back and think how many times I done told these boys
Oh you got cash?
But I got mo
Oh you wants cars?
But I want boats
Two felonies
No I can't vote
Oh she got ass?
But I want throat
Dripped in Audiamars
On them folks
Just play your part
Bitch know your role
That lil' bitch your heart?
But that's my hoe
Street self employed
Thought you know

Verse X 2
Quit with all that guessin'
They know we next up
Foot all on they neck
Applying pressure
Heart ain't got no fear
This shit wherever
Wonder why here, but won't address us
Right before I sleep
These hoes hoes for dinner boy
I got thick diamonds no shiver (huh?)
I pray to god, I'm a different nigga
I'm a sinner
And I boarded all my dope 'til December
Boy just remember

Oh you got cash?
But I got mo
Oh you wants cars?
But I want boats
Two felonies
No I can't vote
Oh she got ass?
But I want throat
Dripped in Audemars
On them folks
Bitch play your part
Bitch know your role
That lil' bitch your heart?
But that's my hoe
Street self employed
Thought you know



Credits
Writer(s): Larry Ousley
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