Back Then
RYO THE GHOUL
SKRT SKRT (SKRTTTT)
Yeah yeahhh
Saucier Squad
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
(Skrtt skrttt) im just all about the money
Chasing cheques young nigga laughing to the bag yeah
Five Bands bet I make them hunned stretch (yeah)
In the lab cooking birds poppin perocets pills
In the lab cooking birdys all we know is trap (trapping)
Pour a four with the gang I came from rags to riches (riches)
Only right me and my niggas smash the baddest bitches (bad)
Don't bring No phones to the crib I don't do sneaky pictures (flash)
Saint Lauren, balencigias, I be flexing on em (flex)
They laugh at me, All my haters used to laugh at me
I'm getting a bag, I'm movin the stash, I got the key to the streets
Back then they didn't want me now they all on me
I remember the days when I was broke tell where u been
Now Im rockstar with no guitars living my life like beetle
Hop in coupe im dropping the top
I'm moving so fast like a cheater (cheater)
Ice on me, I stuntin it so hard call me the black knievel
I'm hot in the streets no love for these hoes no, No love
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
(YEA E YEAHHH) im just all about the money
I remember in 09 when they bearly knew my name
I was sitting in ma basement making records for the gram (oh yea)
Couple shawties on my line i ain't knew to gettin bras
I been choosing, I been cruising getting bands wit my dawgs
I been married to the code, loyalties all i know (all i knowww)
I ain't never been da kind to turn my back on my bro's
Gucci buckle for the waist
Marc jacobs for the face (ou woohh)
Red bottoms for the lace
Know designer be ma fav yeah yeah
And you know a nigga gettin paid yeah yeah
I need some vanilla ciroc for the brain yeah yeah
Know that kush take away da pain yeah yeah
Shawty luv it when I make that pussy rain yeah yeah
I get around u should know me
Dont wanna go back to the old me
I remember I was lonely (wooo)
I been living life lowkey
Dont talk about it jus show me
Ion kno them but they know me
Ion kno them but they know me (yeahhh)
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
Im just all about the money
Do you remember me? Do you remember me?
When I was broke, when I was broke couldn't afford a meal
Now I'm a rockstar with no guitar living my life like a Beatle
All that ice on my wrist damn that's a new freezer
SKRT SKRT (SKRTTTT)
Yeah yeahhh
Saucier Squad
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
(Skrtt skrttt) im just all about the money
Chasing cheques young nigga laughing to the bag yeah
Five Bands bet I make them hunned stretch (yeah)
In the lab cooking birds poppin perocets pills
In the lab cooking birdys all we know is trap (trapping)
Pour a four with the gang I came from rags to riches (riches)
Only right me and my niggas smash the baddest bitches (bad)
Don't bring No phones to the crib I don't do sneaky pictures (flash)
Saint Lauren, balencigias, I be flexing on em (flex)
They laugh at me, All my haters used to laugh at me
I'm getting a bag, I'm movin the stash, I got the key to the streets
Back then they didn't want me now they all on me
I remember the days when I was broke tell where u been
Now Im rockstar with no guitars living my life like beetle
Hop in coupe im dropping the top
I'm moving so fast like a cheater (cheater)
Ice on me, I stuntin it so hard call me the black knievel
I'm hot in the streets no love for these hoes no, No love
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
(YEA E YEAHHH) im just all about the money
I remember in 09 when they bearly knew my name
I was sitting in ma basement making records for the gram (oh yea)
Couple shawties on my line i ain't knew to gettin bras
I been choosing, I been cruising getting bands wit my dawgs
I been married to the code, loyalties all i know (all i knowww)
I ain't never been da kind to turn my back on my bro's
Gucci buckle for the waist
Marc jacobs for the face (ou woohh)
Red bottoms for the lace
Know designer be ma fav yeah yeah
And you know a nigga gettin paid yeah yeah
I need some vanilla ciroc for the brain yeah yeah
Know that kush take away da pain yeah yeah
Shawty luv it when I make that pussy rain yeah yeah
I get around u should know me
Dont wanna go back to the old me
I remember I was lonely (wooo)
I been living life lowkey
Dont talk about it jus show me
Ion kno them but they know me
Ion kno them but they know me (yeahhh)
Before I came up in the game hoes never show me love
They see me in the Trap they used to treat me like a scrub
Now my trap phone boomin prices going up
I bet they holla wen they see a nigga rolling now
Back Then mayne these bitches never love me
I Drop the top now all hoes on me
Cash cheques Nigga I ain't chasin thotties
Im just all about the money
Do you remember me? Do you remember me?
When I was broke, when I was broke couldn't afford a meal
Now I'm a rockstar with no guitar living my life like a Beatle
All that ice on my wrist damn that's a new freezer
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Writer(s): Quincy Bute
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