AF

Got a whole lotta shit, nigga
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah (Uh)
(Yeah, uh)
Big money shit
(Uh, yeah, uh)
(Yeah, uh)
Everybody on they business
(Yeah, uh)
(Yeah, uh)
Paper Route business
(Uh, yeah)

Solitaire, rocks, baguettes, pressies, cuts
Gave her a spankin' last night, she bad as fuck (Woo)
Kept it real with the plug and ran it up (Hey, hey)
Workin' two plugs, call that double-dutch (Yeah, yeah)
The boss came one day late, gave me the bubble guts (God damn)
Street nigga, so when I talk shit I grab my nuts (Yeah, yeah)
Told her, "Baby, you can look but do not touch" (Do not touch)
She just like a two-year-old, she bad as fuck (Terrible two)

Yeah, my lil' bitch terrible too (On God)
Yeah, she bad as fuck and she all 'bout her business
She really don't care what I do (She don't)
Yeah, I run it up with the plug
Now I'm rich and I'm as fly as a parachute, yeah
I'm wearing Dolce Gabbana when I'm doin' work
I'm not wearing no suit, yeah
I'm a street nigga hangin' on the sidewalk wit' it
I'm from South Memphis but I'm trappin' way in North Memphis (Trap)
Don't pull up, this shit off limits (Yeah)
I'm uncut, I'm a raw nigga (Uncut)
See this ice every time on my jaw nigga
All this damn water so I had to bring Dolph wit' me (Flippa)
Every time I move, I got a Glock wit' me (Yeah)
Real street nigga, fuck the law nigga (Fuck 'em)
Yeah, I got a hunnid bad hoes, they all in love (They all in love)
When I was young I had to get it out the mud (Straight out the ground)
Hey, all I learned was
Buy some drip and sell some drugs (Buy drip and pounds)
But now I'm rich and my account
Like what the fuck? (Hey, what the fuck?)
(Yeah)

Solitaire, rocks, baguettes, pressies, cuts
Gave her a spankin' last night, she bad as fuck (Woo)
Kept it real with the plug and ran it up (Hey, hey)
Workin' two plugs, call that double-dutch (Yeah, yeah)
The boss came one day late, gave me the bubble guts (God damn)
Street nigga, so when I talk shit I grab my nuts (Yeah, yeah)
Told her, "Baby, you can look but do not touch" (Do not touch)
She just like a two-year-old, she bad as fuck

Young nigga, neck gang banging, diamonds heatin' up
Got a bad college bitch with a real big butt (Thick bitch)
Trappin' out the bitch spot with my feet kicked up (Yeah)
If you seen these racks, you would get hiccups
Doin' numbers with the plug since we first linked up (Linked up)
Me and the plug stole together like we got inked up (On God)
Toast up to this shit, nigga, drink up
Made a lot of money but I barely even seen ya (Yeah)
Young trap nigga lookin' like I robbed a Brink's truck (Yeah)
And I'm fuckin' all the bad hoes you niggas think of
Uh, ho 'em at the house in my clothes, fuck a wrinkle
I'ma make 'em hold down the Benz, call him Tinka (Tinka)
On too much, make you fuck niggas team up (Yeah)
I'ma throw a dub, all singles
Big boy was killin' shit, fuck the scene up (Skrrt)
All this damn water on my body, from the sink bro (Wet)
I came in and made it flood (Made it flood)
Real street nigga, look me up (Look me up)
They gon' say he work too much (Too much)
My credentials make her blush
Yeah, I keep these broke hoes off of me, treat them like bugs
Hey, all my bitches bad as fuck, they don't wear Uggs
(Yeah)

Solitaire, rocks, baguettes, pressies, cuts (Yeah, yeah)
Gave her a spankin' last night, she bad as fuck (Woo)
Kept it real with the plug and ran it up (Hey, hey)
Workin' two plugs, call that double-dutch (Yeah, yeah)
The boss came one day late, gave me the bubble guts (God damn)
Street nigga, so when I talk shit I grab my nuts (Yeah, yeah)
Told her, "Baby, you can look but do not touch" (Do not touch)
She just like a two-year-old, she bad as fuck (Terrible two)



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