Super Sized (feat. Kevin Hues & Baby Sleazy)
Don't even try it
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
I've been thuggin' since like 13, smoking blunts and i'm sippin' lean
Momma told me about the streets, yeah you're too deep, yeah you're too deep
Baby momma yeah she calling me, talking about yeah she need me
But I ain't worried about it cause i'm down bad and i'm still out in these trenches
How you say you're with me but you switched up
I ain't worried about it cause' I don't give a fuck
Money on my mind so I ran it up
Told Mack G go on and twist it up
Smoking blunts now we're floating cuz, hit the dab son yeah we turning up
Riding through the city yeah we high as fuck
Bumping Taylor Gang yeah we live it up
Left hand with RAW paper, man it's full of gas
And my right hand, guess what man? It's on your bitch's ass
Don't be hating because she knows my mattress be full of cash
Late night she be wanting pipe, but i'm more worried about my stash
So
Don't even try it
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm making moves, can't stop it
I'm making moves and they're watching
But it's around the clock you know it's nonstop and it's to the brain that i'm rocking
Boy they're tryna shut me up, boy they tryna shut me down
Police showing up, you know it's either get down or lay down
Fuck what haters say, they're always tryna find their place
Hit them with that work, then watch them roam like strays
They're floating Hattiesburg for days
Rollin' up to blaze
You're just mad I give your wife her way
What can I say? It's with your money that she pays me
We only be rolling the best
When she leaves, her hair is a mess
And she ain't in a rush so you better believe it'll be going down deep in her chest
You might be getting her stoned but I know you ain't getting her high
You can't get down like this, you'll swing and miss
So boy
Don't even try it
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
I've been thuggin' since like 13, smoking blunts and i'm sippin' lean
Momma told me about the streets, yeah you're too deep, yeah you're too deep
Baby momma yeah she calling me, talking about yeah she need me
But I ain't worried about it cause i'm down bad and i'm still out in these trenches
How you say you're with me but you switched up
I ain't worried about it cause' I don't give a fuck
Money on my mind so I ran it up
Told Mack G go on and twist it up
Smoking blunts now we're floating cuz, hit the dab son yeah we turning up
Riding through the city yeah we high as fuck
Bumping Taylor Gang yeah we live it up
Left hand with RAW paper, man it's full of gas
And my right hand, guess what man? It's on your bitch's ass
Don't be hating because she knows my mattress be full of cash
Late night she be wanting pipe, but i'm more worried about my stash
So
Don't even try it
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm making moves, can't stop it
I'm making moves and they're watching
But it's around the clock you know it's nonstop and it's to the brain that i'm rocking
Boy they're tryna shut me up, boy they tryna shut me down
Police showing up, you know it's either get down or lay down
Fuck what haters say, they're always tryna find their place
Hit them with that work, then watch them roam like strays
They're floating Hattiesburg for days
Rollin' up to blaze
You're just mad I give your wife her way
What can I say? It's with your money that she pays me
We only be rolling the best
When she leaves, her hair is a mess
And she ain't in a rush so you better believe it'll be going down deep in her chest
You might be getting her stoned but I know you ain't getting her high
You can't get down like this, you'll swing and miss
So boy
Don't even try it
We gonna get you every time
Can't even lie
I need that money super sized
You better not keep me waiting
Cause' I ain't got no patience
So i'll tell you one more time
I need that money super sized
Yeah yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy George
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