END OF DISCUSSION (feat. PnB Rock)
I got money, I got money, I got issues, I got problems with me
'Cause when she see me pull up in that
Oh shit, she know that I could drive her crazy
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Whassup lil' bitch? I'm tryna blow this cash (tryna blow this cash)
Pull up in that, skrrt, you know that's a Jag' (skrrt)
Look at these niggas, they so mad
'Cause they fuckin' broke, nigga, pockets sad (hah)
I'm that nigga, I'm they dad, huh
I'm that nigga, I could brag (what?)
I spent thirty-five hunnid on some fuckin' ass (somebody tell)
Leanin' in the foreign, hope that I don't crash (skrrt)
'Cause it's two hunnid on the fuckin' dash (on my fuckin' dash)
Lately I been living' life too fuckin' fast (too fuckin' fast)
I been gettin' money with my fuckin' gang (with my fuckin' gang)
Bitch, you can't get nothin', you ain't suckin' me (ooh)
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
She said her love language is a gift (yeah)
I say, "Bitch, my love language is the dick"
I got problems tryna see the ones who fake and who's legit
I know I'ma settle down but I can't tell you who it's with (ayy)
All of these bitches the same (uh-huh)
Goin' pro playin' games (uh-huh)
Put 'em in a private plane (uh-huh)
They gon' let you do your thang (uh-huh)
Ayy, and she gon' fuck for a buck
And I mean that literally, she up in Wesley Matthews truck
See my face and try to duck, they be schemin' and shit (schemin' and shit)
See a future with me, bitch, you better stop dreamin' and shit
Better stop believin' that shit, 'cause we ain't achievin' shit
Messed around for four months, yeah, I been meanin' to dip
I see you on your Instagram, sneak-dissin' in your captions (ooh)
I act like I ain't see it, yup
Now you on your J-Lo, used to dance, now you actin' (way)
My future, I don't see you in
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
'Cause when she see me pull up in that
Oh shit, she know that I could drive her crazy
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Whassup lil' bitch? I'm tryna blow this cash (tryna blow this cash)
Pull up in that, skrrt, you know that's a Jag' (skrrt)
Look at these niggas, they so mad
'Cause they fuckin' broke, nigga, pockets sad (hah)
I'm that nigga, I'm they dad, huh
I'm that nigga, I could brag (what?)
I spent thirty-five hunnid on some fuckin' ass (somebody tell)
Leanin' in the foreign, hope that I don't crash (skrrt)
'Cause it's two hunnid on the fuckin' dash (on my fuckin' dash)
Lately I been living' life too fuckin' fast (too fuckin' fast)
I been gettin' money with my fuckin' gang (with my fuckin' gang)
Bitch, you can't get nothin', you ain't suckin' me (ooh)
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
She said her love language is a gift (yeah)
I say, "Bitch, my love language is the dick"
I got problems tryna see the ones who fake and who's legit
I know I'ma settle down but I can't tell you who it's with (ayy)
All of these bitches the same (uh-huh)
Goin' pro playin' games (uh-huh)
Put 'em in a private plane (uh-huh)
They gon' let you do your thang (uh-huh)
Ayy, and she gon' fuck for a buck
And I mean that literally, she up in Wesley Matthews truck
See my face and try to duck, they be schemin' and shit (schemin' and shit)
See a future with me, bitch, you better stop dreamin' and shit
Better stop believin' that shit, 'cause we ain't achievin' shit
Messed around for four months, yeah, I been meanin' to dip
I see you on your Instagram, sneak-dissin' in your captions (ooh)
I act like I ain't see it, yup
Now you on your J-Lo, used to dance, now you actin' (way)
My future, I don't see you in
Put some diamonds in my chain and my shit bussin' (shit bussin')
She know I'm havin' cash so this shit ain't nothin' (shit ain't nothin')
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Huh, bitch, you can't get this bag from me (get this bag from me)
Bitch, you can't get this cash from me (get this cash from me)
I be posted on the block, juugin' and finessin' (and finessin')
She ain't suckin', she ain't fuckin', end of discussion (oh)
Credits
Writer(s): Rakim Hasheem Allen, Jason Mills, Kingsley O Nwadije, Derek Gamlan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.