Payday
Bitch its pay day
Let the gang play
If you ain't sending me the bag I'll let my kay spray
That bag be heavy weight
That head be hella great
Yo bitch is on her knees but she not gonna pray
I just called up the plane
My homies on the way
Tell that lil hoe we finna run a train
She not here for games
She like my brand new chain
That bitch is really smart that's why I want the brain
Bitch its pay day that's why you know I always chase the bag
Chasing after checks lil bitch I'm not here playing tag
WDizzle think he rapping hard that shit is damn wack
WDizzle think he trapping hard you ain't even sell a pack
(Pussy no)
You think you hard, think you a g (Homie no)
You got locked up, smoking at Jaycee (What the fuck)
Acting like you gangbanging you a p?
Well pussy if you run up Issa dub cuz we gon see
Cuz we gon be, at the block with the fucking red dot
The block is hot, my wrist is cold and my neck flooded with gold
You think you bold? Whatchu been told?
Knock yo head off with the pole
Never try to cross the gang like some paper you gon fold (Bitch)
I'm so fucking geeked I been smokin' all this pressure
Glock and a stack and a condom on my dresser
Pull up to the function in designer I'm so dressed up
She lying on my dick, lil bitch do you want to measure?
Yeah she lying she said my dick is super long, that it's a schlong
But I still whip it out and fuck your mom that pus the bomb
Nut up on her face no lip balm
She eat the dong I clear the bong
I'm so high I cannot talk goddamn
Fuckboy talking reckless ima have to let this K off
That lil bitch so horny when we link she suck my face off
Drowning in the pussy someone please send in the baywatch
All these racks too easy lil bitch watch me do my cake walk
Lil bitch watch me do my cake walk
I be breaking all the laws your ass afraid to jaywalk
I just made some racks and now I'm balling like the playoffs
If Global SEM the Migos then I guess I would be Takeoff
Bitch its pay day
Let the gang play
If you ain't sending me the bag I'll let my kay spray
That bag be heavy weight
That head be hella great
Yo bitch is on her knees but she not gonna pray
I just called up the plane
My homies on the way
Tell that lil hoe we finna run a train
She not here for games
She like my brand new chain
That bitch is really smart that's why I want the brain
Let the gang play
If you ain't sending me the bag I'll let my kay spray
That bag be heavy weight
That head be hella great
Yo bitch is on her knees but she not gonna pray
I just called up the plane
My homies on the way
Tell that lil hoe we finna run a train
She not here for games
She like my brand new chain
That bitch is really smart that's why I want the brain
Bitch its pay day that's why you know I always chase the bag
Chasing after checks lil bitch I'm not here playing tag
WDizzle think he rapping hard that shit is damn wack
WDizzle think he trapping hard you ain't even sell a pack
(Pussy no)
You think you hard, think you a g (Homie no)
You got locked up, smoking at Jaycee (What the fuck)
Acting like you gangbanging you a p?
Well pussy if you run up Issa dub cuz we gon see
Cuz we gon be, at the block with the fucking red dot
The block is hot, my wrist is cold and my neck flooded with gold
You think you bold? Whatchu been told?
Knock yo head off with the pole
Never try to cross the gang like some paper you gon fold (Bitch)
I'm so fucking geeked I been smokin' all this pressure
Glock and a stack and a condom on my dresser
Pull up to the function in designer I'm so dressed up
She lying on my dick, lil bitch do you want to measure?
Yeah she lying she said my dick is super long, that it's a schlong
But I still whip it out and fuck your mom that pus the bomb
Nut up on her face no lip balm
She eat the dong I clear the bong
I'm so high I cannot talk goddamn
Fuckboy talking reckless ima have to let this K off
That lil bitch so horny when we link she suck my face off
Drowning in the pussy someone please send in the baywatch
All these racks too easy lil bitch watch me do my cake walk
Lil bitch watch me do my cake walk
I be breaking all the laws your ass afraid to jaywalk
I just made some racks and now I'm balling like the playoffs
If Global SEM the Migos then I guess I would be Takeoff
Bitch its pay day
Let the gang play
If you ain't sending me the bag I'll let my kay spray
That bag be heavy weight
That head be hella great
Yo bitch is on her knees but she not gonna pray
I just called up the plane
My homies on the way
Tell that lil hoe we finna run a train
She not here for games
She like my brand new chain
That bitch is really smart that's why I want the brain
Credits
Writer(s): Samer Abdulhadi
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