Pay It Back

When I wakeup I count a stack
Bad bitch with me i break her back
No talkin back you get slapped
Windows tinted they all black
All my business I handle that
He fuckin with me his head get tapped
You get a front you pay the tax
Aim it at you you'll pay it back

She wanna get it poppin
You ain't gettin shit unless that ass start droppin
If I want it I dont check it I just go and cop it
Foreign car I push to start it
No red light wont catch me lacking
Below my belly I be packing
In the winter it's in my jacket
My trigger finger it be itching
So tell your man's to quit his bitchin
I'm like a star cuz I be shining
And I be shooting and I'm stylish
My dope to good make you retarded
I pick it up i disregard it

When I wakeup I count a stack
Bad bitch with me i break her back
No talkin back you get slapped
Windows tinted they all black
All my business I handle that
He fuckin with me his head get tapped
You get a front you pay the tax
Aim it at you you'll pay it back

All my diamonds they lookin flawless
I'm in her mouth I leave her jawless
Her face so pretty damn she gorgeous
Shark outta water I drip on land
I got my own style I'm my own brand
Dark hearts all over my tee
200 on it you know its cdg
I cannot quit I dont take breaks
I'm never sleepin I'm stacking cake
You cant have a piece cant have the crumbs
But you can bake it come buy my drugs
Shit so white looks like a dove
I push so fast call it a shove
I want your money cant show you love

When I wakeup I count a stack
Bad bitch with me i break her back
No talkin back you get slapped
Windows tinted they all black
All my business I handle that
He fuckin with me his head get tapped
You get a front you pay the tax
Aim it at you you'll pay it back



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Elliott
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