I Been

She put the pussy on me
Ion know what to do
I've been getting to the money
There ain't shit to do
Pussy nigga talking shit
Like he bullet proof
Brodie w me
He gon really put you on the news
I've juggin hella hard
In these Gucci shoes
I've been boming
Hella reckless just to get the loot
I've been getting to the gwap
Just to tell the truth
My Brodie put you on a shirt
If I tell him shoot

Dirty money
Spend it all on double G's
With my brodie
And you know how I be
Finna count some money
Smoke on some trees
He won't come around me
Cause he owing me

If I walk in w my brodie
Then you know how we rocking
If you try and touch the chain
Stick gon milky rock him
Fazos on my feet bitch
Yea you know how I'm stomping
And he can't come around
Cause I know that he talking
We don't do no talking
Brodie gon ahead and bop em
Got the racks in my Gucci
When I go out shopping
My brodie going brazy
He was bout to cock it
Bitch im bout to cop a pint
Need a 8 boy I'll whop it

I ain't sippin no lizzy
Got 3's in a cup
Nigga think he brazy
He don't know about us
His bitch calling my phone
When she knew who I was
Bitch I need me some money
Ion know about no love
If you make the wrong move
You'll get hit w a drum
Stop talking bout no money
Boy you ain't getting nun
I can tell that she special
By the way she move her tongue
Going brazy in this bitch
Ion really give a fuck

I ain't ever give a fuck
Counting up this money
Who the fuck can I trust
Balenci on my feet
I remember wearing Payless
What I spent on my cup
Is your whole month pay cheque

Getting to the money
Give a fuck about a thot
Yeah she changed her mind
When she heard I made a lot
Ion care about the time
But Im still gon cop a watch
Free my brodie doing time
Cause he had the mop

Really making money
Give a fuck about a rapper
Really round em killers
And I'm really round em trappers
Shortie ate my candy
Didn't take off the wrapper
If she try sumn funny
Brodie go ahead and clap her



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Writer(s): Delon Thomas
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