Cream (feat. Ttrizzy)
Malachi dollar sign woah
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green (Yo)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene (Dollar sign)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
They asking what I'm rapping bout they said what is popping? (True)
I like to speak my mind and spread the truth, that's my topic (Okay)
Not playing with your ass, cut you off if you toxic (Cut them off)
Niggas claiming that they hard, but scared when they talk shit (Huh)
Her love is like a drug and imma need antibiotics (Yeah)
She say she got some weed then I tell her to match that (Smoke)
She told me that we friends, I said, "hold up, bitch we passed that" (Hold up)
The blunt in rotation, take a hit, then I pass that (Woop)
If she got a big booty then I might just have to tap that
And they wanna be my friends because I am a flex-er (Woah)
Y'all hated when I was down bad but now I am better
I'm the man with a message I won't ever write a letter
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream (Aye)
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green (Aye)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
Rolling out like Autobots, (yurr) you niggas is Decepticons
These shawties' like to swallow lots, and I ain't even flexing (Nah)
Creamy Gang reflecting off, Money Bags collect them all
Wanna test the sets, these auto techs get electric dawg
Super Smash, I switch her spine (Eerr) she hopscotch all over mine (Yeah)
Shawty gotta go, wonder why I said overtime
Grind been in overdrive, so where the fuck my pay at
Need my momma in a house, in 4 foreigns and a Maybach
Me and Dollar Sign go way back (Yurr) 23rd can't replace that
Gotta know your roots and me and Mal' come from straight facts
Bad bitty's down the street (Skrrt)
Verbal splurge splitting heat (Yup)
Irish cream rolling keef (Yup)
Finest team Master Chiefs
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green (Yo)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene (Dollar sign)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
They asking what I'm rapping bout they said what is popping? (True)
I like to speak my mind and spread the truth, that's my topic (Okay)
Not playing with your ass, cut you off if you toxic (Cut them off)
Niggas claiming that they hard, but scared when they talk shit (Huh)
Her love is like a drug and imma need antibiotics (Yeah)
She say she got some weed then I tell her to match that (Smoke)
She told me that we friends, I said, "hold up, bitch we passed that" (Hold up)
The blunt in rotation, take a hit, then I pass that (Woop)
If she got a big booty then I might just have to tap that
And they wanna be my friends because I am a flex-er (Woah)
Y'all hated when I was down bad but now I am better
I'm the man with a message I won't ever write a letter
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream (Aye)
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green (Aye)
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
Rolling out like Autobots, (yurr) you niggas is Decepticons
These shawties' like to swallow lots, and I ain't even flexing (Nah)
Creamy Gang reflecting off, Money Bags collect them all
Wanna test the sets, these auto techs get electric dawg
Super Smash, I switch her spine (Eerr) she hopscotch all over mine (Yeah)
Shawty gotta go, wonder why I said overtime
Grind been in overdrive, so where the fuck my pay at
Need my momma in a house, in 4 foreigns and a Maybach
Me and Dollar Sign go way back (Yurr) 23rd can't replace that
Gotta know your roots and me and Mal' come from straight facts
Bad bitty's down the street (Skrrt)
Verbal splurge splitting heat (Yup)
Irish cream rolling keef (Yup)
Finest team Master Chiefs
Niggas claiming that they got the sauce but I got the cream
Now she wanna fuck on me because I got my green
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
I'm feeling like spike lee, cause' I'm about to make a scene
Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Sanchez
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