For Some Promo
Ay man get the fuck out my car
Ay and don't slam my door bitch
(Uh huh)
Bitch you better bounce that shit for some promo
Always got a retta on my hip on the low low
Ma'am ya daughter's out here sellin drugs
Well who told her?
I found a broad I like but she was taken
So I stole her
I don't give a fuck about the owner
Man I told ya
I'm rolling trees to calm my paranoia
Amma show ya
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
I'm from southern fucking Florida
30 minutes from Las Olas
Where everybody think they fuckin slick
(You better watch yourself)
Where troll is always riding on my dick
(Let me express myself)
Where you can find a hater talkin shit
(But naw that's everywhere)
I never gave a fuck about that bitch
(That tried to play me there)
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NO
No one gave a fuck when I was broke
So fuck em I don't care
Girl you only want me for them notes
Them digger everywhere
Boy you only text me when we spoke
I'm heading over there
Shorty what you trippin for
You know this ain't your car
Don't make me pull this bitch over
And throw that bitch in park
Then kick yo ass out
And then proceed to make you walk
I don't owe a bitch nothing everything I gotta earn
Niggas ain't giving no hand outs
And I give none in return
I ain't the type to kiss no ass
You in yo feeling
Ain't concerned
I'm just blazing up my trees
I feel like usher gotta let it burn
Chilian with somebody
Bitch you know I'm bout to bust her down
I send her on her way
Then it's right back to the grind
I'm from the bottom of the map
The 561 to be exact
I gotta keep that heat up on me
Niggas setting bear trap
I focus more up on my grind chasing paper at that
This shit is far from a game
Lil nigga stay in yo lane
See I was born to win so I fell in love with the game
When they counted me out
See I was still in the game
Ex bitches they tryna link up but I don't fuck with them
(NO)
No time for old drama
I'm on some new shit
I'm putting in work, I'm grindin hard, I'm on some new shit
I hit the blunt I'm smooth sailing like a cruise ship
Bitch you be giving information like a news clip
I can't fuck with you
(I can't fuck with you)
I been some other shit
(I been on some other shit)
Man I'm barely at the crib
Bitch I got shit to do
(I got shit to do)
All I wanna do is flip
(And all I wanna do is make this money)
You got rent due on the 5th
So what you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
Bitch you better bounce that shit for some promo
Ay and don't slam my door bitch
(Uh huh)
Bitch you better bounce that shit for some promo
Always got a retta on my hip on the low low
Ma'am ya daughter's out here sellin drugs
Well who told her?
I found a broad I like but she was taken
So I stole her
I don't give a fuck about the owner
Man I told ya
I'm rolling trees to calm my paranoia
Amma show ya
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
I'm from southern fucking Florida
30 minutes from Las Olas
Where everybody think they fuckin slick
(You better watch yourself)
Where troll is always riding on my dick
(Let me express myself)
Where you can find a hater talkin shit
(But naw that's everywhere)
I never gave a fuck about that bitch
(That tried to play me there)
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NOPE
NO
No one gave a fuck when I was broke
So fuck em I don't care
Girl you only want me for them notes
Them digger everywhere
Boy you only text me when we spoke
I'm heading over there
Shorty what you trippin for
You know this ain't your car
Don't make me pull this bitch over
And throw that bitch in park
Then kick yo ass out
And then proceed to make you walk
I don't owe a bitch nothing everything I gotta earn
Niggas ain't giving no hand outs
And I give none in return
I ain't the type to kiss no ass
You in yo feeling
Ain't concerned
I'm just blazing up my trees
I feel like usher gotta let it burn
Chilian with somebody
Bitch you know I'm bout to bust her down
I send her on her way
Then it's right back to the grind
I'm from the bottom of the map
The 561 to be exact
I gotta keep that heat up on me
Niggas setting bear trap
I focus more up on my grind chasing paper at that
This shit is far from a game
Lil nigga stay in yo lane
See I was born to win so I fell in love with the game
When they counted me out
See I was still in the game
Ex bitches they tryna link up but I don't fuck with them
(NO)
No time for old drama
I'm on some new shit
I'm putting in work, I'm grindin hard, I'm on some new shit
I hit the blunt I'm smooth sailing like a cruise ship
Bitch you be giving information like a news clip
I can't fuck with you
(I can't fuck with you)
I been some other shit
(I been on some other shit)
Man I'm barely at the crib
Bitch I got shit to do
(I got shit to do)
All I wanna do is flip
(And all I wanna do is make this money)
You got rent due on the 5th
So what you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
Bitch you better bounce that shit for some promo
Credits
Writer(s): Aimee Almodovar
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