Alotta Ways
Bitch I got a lot of ways that
We can get some money
I treat it like my life
So it's hard to get it from me
Bitch I got a lot of ways that
We can get some money
I treat it like my life
So it's hard to get it from me
Bitch I'm steppin on the gas
I hit 150 on the dash
I'm rollin gas and burnin gas
I'll drive til empty on they ass
I'm in her speakers at yo place
So it's a jam or it's a date
I got that V
What's next a 8
Yeah I'm that Thirty
Don't forget that 8
She taste that powder
Dat birthday cake
I keep that lead
That just erase
I keep that loud
You hear dat bass
It's my birthday can't feel my face
When I'm in it blind it blow her mind
Why She still think this outter space
The way you act you outta place
Less things to break if we take a break
When I sip that act
I don't need no chaser
Ballin out like the Pacers
Missed calls on my pager
My parents raised a player
Been knew my haters
I don't see dem niggas like vapors
Who's gone save the life saver
Yeah
Oragami my paper
Yeah
I been knew my neighbors
I watch em in silence
Cause none of them niggas is poppin
Or even can fuck wit my shit
My shit might fuck up a mosh pit
I got a bad habit
I hear a beat and I get to the spazzin
Tongue spit like a uzi
Even When I'm outta bulllets
Okay it's time to make a change in my life
My phone was empty every night
I was tryna find myself the light
And 38 hit me perfect time
Like it's a big change
We making big waves
Hop on the wave
MFBA
We making big bank
Calling my phone
All of a sudden
I think you're bit late
Back when I used to get laughed at
I was a broke- boy
Now they gon' pay
Lookin' at the stars every night seems the same
Hoping one day imma find a girl who sees the same
I don't wanna a heart break no more
I just wanna stack up till I'm gone
I just wanna stack up till I'm gone
Make a party turn up to this song
I know life feels amazing when in love
Kinda makes me wanna fall in love with bucks
I'm gone cock it back and reload
She gone back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up
Back it up
I'm gone cock it back and reload
She gone back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up and dump it
Ugh
I got a lot of somethin'
I got a lot of somethin'
We can get some money
I treat it like my life
So it's hard to get it from me
Bitch I got a lot of ways that
We can get some money
I treat it like my life
So it's hard to get it from me
Bitch I'm steppin on the gas
I hit 150 on the dash
I'm rollin gas and burnin gas
I'll drive til empty on they ass
I'm in her speakers at yo place
So it's a jam or it's a date
I got that V
What's next a 8
Yeah I'm that Thirty
Don't forget that 8
She taste that powder
Dat birthday cake
I keep that lead
That just erase
I keep that loud
You hear dat bass
It's my birthday can't feel my face
When I'm in it blind it blow her mind
Why She still think this outter space
The way you act you outta place
Less things to break if we take a break
When I sip that act
I don't need no chaser
Ballin out like the Pacers
Missed calls on my pager
My parents raised a player
Been knew my haters
I don't see dem niggas like vapors
Who's gone save the life saver
Yeah
Oragami my paper
Yeah
I been knew my neighbors
I watch em in silence
Cause none of them niggas is poppin
Or even can fuck wit my shit
My shit might fuck up a mosh pit
I got a bad habit
I hear a beat and I get to the spazzin
Tongue spit like a uzi
Even When I'm outta bulllets
Okay it's time to make a change in my life
My phone was empty every night
I was tryna find myself the light
And 38 hit me perfect time
Like it's a big change
We making big waves
Hop on the wave
MFBA
We making big bank
Calling my phone
All of a sudden
I think you're bit late
Back when I used to get laughed at
I was a broke- boy
Now they gon' pay
Lookin' at the stars every night seems the same
Hoping one day imma find a girl who sees the same
I don't wanna a heart break no more
I just wanna stack up till I'm gone
I just wanna stack up till I'm gone
Make a party turn up to this song
I know life feels amazing when in love
Kinda makes me wanna fall in love with bucks
I'm gone cock it back and reload
She gone back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up
Back it up
I'm gone cock it back and reload
She gone back it up and dump it
Back it
Back it up and dump it
Ugh
I got a lot of somethin'
I got a lot of somethin'
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Writer(s): Ty Lowery
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