Up
I'm waking up to some bands
Inside of my hands
Like what am I talking about
Most of y'all don't understand
But when you the man
That shit gonna come around
Shawty gone throw you the ass
Not even for cash
It's just for a little clout
I don't be tripping about that
I get to the stacks you should know what I been about
I'm getting my racks up
Tell that lil hoe that she stuck
Tell that lil hoe that she suck
I ain't gone give the bitch none
Shawty love acting like a lame
I ain't really with playing all these games
I been doing me you should know how I been
Catch me laid back probably chilling with the gang
I don't even pay no attention to a bitch
I just walk in and I play my shit
She sliding to me cause I don't leave the crib
Them hoes talking and I wonder what they saying
Ain't gone matter cause I tie loose ends
I know I did that
We at the kick back
Fuck that lil hoe she ain't getting her shit back
Sike I ain't with that but I might have to be
I got bands in my pants the fit worth a kilo
No you can't fuck my bitch looking like Shaq when he at the free throw
No you can't do shit if you still dress like you watch Nemo
Yes I'm in my bag and I knew that thanks to my ego
I just been up to some things
I been making plans
I know who the gang
And I know of who ain't
Fuck an advance
I need the whole bag
When it come to the cash
I ain't trying to wait
When it come to the bag
Then I'm all about the cake
She come to the crib
Then i'm all about the face
Get me my cheddar then go about my way
I don't really got space to care for what they say
Inside of my hands
Like what am I talking about
Most of y'all don't understand
But when you the man
That shit gonna come around
Shawty gone throw you the ass
Not even for cash
It's just for a little clout
I don't be tripping about that
I get to the stacks you should know what I been about
I'm getting my racks up
Tell that lil hoe that she stuck
Tell that lil hoe that she suck
I ain't gone give the bitch none
Shawty love acting like a lame
I ain't really with playing all these games
I been doing me you should know how I been
Catch me laid back probably chilling with the gang
I don't even pay no attention to a bitch
I just walk in and I play my shit
She sliding to me cause I don't leave the crib
Them hoes talking and I wonder what they saying
Ain't gone matter cause I tie loose ends
I know I did that
We at the kick back
Fuck that lil hoe she ain't getting her shit back
Sike I ain't with that but I might have to be
I got bands in my pants the fit worth a kilo
No you can't fuck my bitch looking like Shaq when he at the free throw
No you can't do shit if you still dress like you watch Nemo
Yes I'm in my bag and I knew that thanks to my ego
I just been up to some things
I been making plans
I know who the gang
And I know of who ain't
Fuck an advance
I need the whole bag
When it come to the cash
I ain't trying to wait
When it come to the bag
Then I'm all about the cake
She come to the crib
Then i'm all about the face
Get me my cheddar then go about my way
I don't really got space to care for what they say
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Iglesias
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