Hoodrat

Yea Yah Yah
Yea Yah Yah
You get some money gotta watch these niggas how they act

You get some money gotta watch these niggas how they act
Now all these bitches having visions where my wallet at
You talking digits imma listen imma call you bacc
And you went missing when a nigga was out here doing bad
I ran my checc up to the ceiling I can't give it bacc
I am the richest in the building, "is you feeling that?"
Bitch please don't get up in your feelings cause I'm killing that
Fucc me like a rich nigga, treat her like a hoodrat

I made a hundred thousand dollars but I never told
Just me and toochy bank to bank I had to hit the road
Don't play a nigga like he broke because you never know
Cause I aint gotta post my checc to know my checc is on
Now all they hear is my potential on these instrumentals
Easy to talk it when you live it you don't need a pencil
Now they asking me how I did it I don't talk in riddles
Not to be told just to be sold so listen a little
Trynna go crazy like baby two hundred a occasion
Then put a ring on my team like we got a engagement
Cause imma make my niggas rich first fucc being famous
Imma leave the game with the same niggas a nigga came with

You get some money gotta watch these niggas how they act
Now all these bitches having visions where my wallet at
You talking digits imma listen imma call you bacc
And you went missing when a nigga was out here doing bad
I ran my checc up to the ceiling I can't give it bacc
I am the richest in the building, "is you feeling that?"
Bitch please don't get up in your feelings cause I'm killing that
Fucc me like a rich nigga, treat her like a hoodrat

I did this shit by myself I never needed no help
They tried to mix me for the cheese and then they getting shelled
Ill knocc the meat up out yo taco tellem ring the bell
And ain't no faces on my cases so they never tell
I tried to tell her I ain't shit so why you fall in love
You knew damn well I had a bitch so why you calling us
Its only cheating if you broke and we ain't breaking up
Cause imma spend a quarter on my bitch that's how we making up
Fell in love with money so i guess a nigga making love
Forehead on my tummy when she succ it got me feeling good
Wood on my choppa cause I wish a pussy nigga would
For all that treaded water got a nigga living in a flood

You get some money gotta watch these niggas how they act
Now all these bitches having visions where my wallet at
You talking digits imma listen imma call you bacc
And you went missing when a nigga was out here doing bad
I ran my checc up to the ceiling I can't give it bacc
I am the richest in the building, "is you feeling that?"
Bitch please don't get up in your feelings cause I'm killing that
Fucc me like a rich nigga, treat her like a hoodrat



Credits
Writer(s): Derick Mccallum
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