10K
You ain't never seen 10k
I can make a stack in a day
All these bitches tryna
Ride my wave
Tell a fuck nigga you my new slave
He gave me head on site he brave
Snort a line off my titty she Geeked
It's party link up w me
No new friends
They see the glow now
They wanna know who i is
Ima Cold bitch
Fuck being in my feelings
Ima chase paper
The cure to the sickness
Staying true to this like my religion
Bum ass still wearing the same fake religions
What a shame
Mhmm
What a shame
What a shame
Tryna flex
You go broke
You so lame boy get out my face
Fuck outta my face
He wanna eat my ass
Nigga tell me how it taste
Pussy water
Dripping dripping
Nigga tripping border line tripping
Flip the script on his ass
Flip the script on his ass
And i'm popping them tags
Wiping all his assets
In that order
Now you broke you outta order
Bitch
Ima just let this sink in
I'm the coldest in this bitch
Pussy dripping
Got yo nigga on my line
He tripping
I get the paper
I got it cartwheeling
Ain't signing less it's a milly
I'm from the chi where it's chilly
Bitch ion got no feelings
Cut that nigga off
Butcher these niggas
Man fuck these niggas
Man fuck these bitches
Ain't tryna lay up bitch
It's money to be getting
Call yo bluff
But ima just tease him
Say you getting money
Well I don't believe you
Take me to Gucci Louie V too
Then after that maybe for seasons
Ima give you for reasons why
I been that bitch you can't keep up
You ain't had to sacrifice
Get this cake up
Done seen some real shit
Had long miles ahead of us
Same said they were day ones switched up
No time to back track
Gotta change the script up
He wanna bad bitch
Look good with no makeup
She a doll but
You better not play with her
Crazy lil bitch
She gone fuck around
Spray you up
Down lil bitch
She gone hold all the drugs
And if the feds come
She ain't gone say nun
These nigggas bitches but
I just play dumb
I been waiting till one y'all say some
Beat a bitch ass even though
I gotta gun
I do this rap shit for fun
But getting rich
Can't wait till the day come
Bitch
Ima just let this sink in
I'm the coldest in this bitch
Pussy dripping
Got yo nigga on my line
He tripping
I get the paper
I got it cartwheeling
Ain't signing let's it's a milly
I'm from the chi where it's chilly
Its cold
I don't got no feelings
Cut that nigga off
Butcher these niggas
I can make a stack in a day
All these bitches tryna
Ride my wave
Tell a fuck nigga you my new slave
He gave me head on site he brave
Snort a line off my titty she Geeked
It's party link up w me
No new friends
They see the glow now
They wanna know who i is
Ima Cold bitch
Fuck being in my feelings
Ima chase paper
The cure to the sickness
Staying true to this like my religion
Bum ass still wearing the same fake religions
What a shame
Mhmm
What a shame
What a shame
Tryna flex
You go broke
You so lame boy get out my face
Fuck outta my face
He wanna eat my ass
Nigga tell me how it taste
Pussy water
Dripping dripping
Nigga tripping border line tripping
Flip the script on his ass
Flip the script on his ass
And i'm popping them tags
Wiping all his assets
In that order
Now you broke you outta order
Bitch
Ima just let this sink in
I'm the coldest in this bitch
Pussy dripping
Got yo nigga on my line
He tripping
I get the paper
I got it cartwheeling
Ain't signing less it's a milly
I'm from the chi where it's chilly
Bitch ion got no feelings
Cut that nigga off
Butcher these niggas
Man fuck these niggas
Man fuck these bitches
Ain't tryna lay up bitch
It's money to be getting
Call yo bluff
But ima just tease him
Say you getting money
Well I don't believe you
Take me to Gucci Louie V too
Then after that maybe for seasons
Ima give you for reasons why
I been that bitch you can't keep up
You ain't had to sacrifice
Get this cake up
Done seen some real shit
Had long miles ahead of us
Same said they were day ones switched up
No time to back track
Gotta change the script up
He wanna bad bitch
Look good with no makeup
She a doll but
You better not play with her
Crazy lil bitch
She gone fuck around
Spray you up
Down lil bitch
She gone hold all the drugs
And if the feds come
She ain't gone say nun
These nigggas bitches but
I just play dumb
I been waiting till one y'all say some
Beat a bitch ass even though
I gotta gun
I do this rap shit for fun
But getting rich
Can't wait till the day come
Bitch
Ima just let this sink in
I'm the coldest in this bitch
Pussy dripping
Got yo nigga on my line
He tripping
I get the paper
I got it cartwheeling
Ain't signing let's it's a milly
I'm from the chi where it's chilly
Its cold
I don't got no feelings
Cut that nigga off
Butcher these niggas
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Writer(s): Desaray Oyefeso
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