High Demand
You can be replaced, don't get to comfortable
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features, but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gang, she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
Young nigga geeked up, I got my money up
Steady chasin' these bitches, but don't give a fuck
You gon' meet my sisters keep on talkin' nigga
Play with my niggas we gon' get to huntin' nigga
Walkin' with these racks bitch I'm the captain
Fuck niggas they stay asking, what happened
Did I come up from the bottom just from trappin
Niggas steady talking money but they cappin
Cuban link on wrist, keep that ice on me
Steady kissing yo bitch, but she sucking me
Can't worry bout no bitch, that's steady stressing me
They tried to copy my drip, my wrist got a leak splash
I been saying fuck the law, but I'm gon' get it money talk
Mama told me handle my business, can't trust none of these bitchez
Won't ever catch me slippin', nah
You can be replaced don't get to comfortable
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gangs she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
Hunnid on the dash, boys can't pull me over
You can't walk a mile in my Gucci loafers
Your bitch keep on talkin' so I kicked her out the river
Dashed up on the plug and his that work right in the sofa
Fuck nigga mad at me I got that cash on em
Wake up count the stash and now the opps on me
Gotta watch my back cuz they might pop on me
Gotta watch these bitches they might put the drop on me
All these basic hoes they be penny pinchin
Tried to give that hoe a mile but she took some inches
Thought that hoe was a dime so I took some interest
Had to cut that lil bitch off, she was on my riches
You can be replaced don't get to comfortable
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gangs she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features, but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gang, she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
Young nigga geeked up, I got my money up
Steady chasin' these bitches, but don't give a fuck
You gon' meet my sisters keep on talkin' nigga
Play with my niggas we gon' get to huntin' nigga
Walkin' with these racks bitch I'm the captain
Fuck niggas they stay asking, what happened
Did I come up from the bottom just from trappin
Niggas steady talking money but they cappin
Cuban link on wrist, keep that ice on me
Steady kissing yo bitch, but she sucking me
Can't worry bout no bitch, that's steady stressing me
They tried to copy my drip, my wrist got a leak splash
I been saying fuck the law, but I'm gon' get it money talk
Mama told me handle my business, can't trust none of these bitchez
Won't ever catch me slippin', nah
You can be replaced don't get to comfortable
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gangs she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
Hunnid on the dash, boys can't pull me over
You can't walk a mile in my Gucci loafers
Your bitch keep on talkin' so I kicked her out the river
Dashed up on the plug and his that work right in the sofa
Fuck nigga mad at me I got that cash on em
Wake up count the stash and now the opps on me
Gotta watch my back cuz they might pop on me
Gotta watch these bitches they might put the drop on me
All these basic hoes they be penny pinchin
Tried to give that hoe a mile but she took some inches
Thought that hoe was a dime so I took some interest
Had to cut that lil bitch off, she was on my riches
You can be replaced don't get to comfortable
I can't let you meet my mother, we ain't cuffin' hoe
I can't talk unless these big face hunnids blue
If you ain't with the Mobb I ain't friending you
Niggas beggin' me for features but ain't got no Gaup
Imma keep on spendin' till my money stop
Your bitch fucked the gangs she a fucking thot
My young niggas got a 100 rounds in a 30 glock
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Writer(s): Miles Guillet
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