Showtime

Yo let me this one right here
Yeah

Get a bad bitch let her friends know
We can go any where, get 'em out the friend zone, leave alone
I can put it up in the headphones
Bouta get a little more dough for the benzo let's go
Oh girl it's showtime in no time, no doubt
Got this money all around
Grab that all from the ground, yeah yeah

All love in the club when I throw it up
Buy another round for my girls so they know whatsup
Looking at the model with the bottle gotta show em love
Let the whole thing rain down comin' from above

Let it rain down from cloud that I'm blowin' up
Give a little room for the loud that I'm rollin up
Only been around when you out, never out of luck
I'mma take you now in the club, I don't give a fuck

I'mma stay down for the loud I be feeling right
I'mma turn it up for the crowd gotta get 'em hype
Throw a party only for the boys almost every night
I'mma go and put it on my Instagram outta spite

Never give a damn I'm the man doin' what I like
Bouta beat it up with the blunt let me get a light
I'mma eat it up, I'm in love, take another bite
I'mma go spittin' on the pussy like I'm on the mic

When we all go never lay low
Watch the pay grow, take it downtown only when I say so
Pullin' out the car let the gate close
Everybody pullin' out the phone so the girls get them angles
If you a no show girl that's a no no
Move around town east side down to Soho
Fuck your whole clique and the ones you think you know hoe
Shoot your body up now your shirt lookin' rojo

Get a bad bitch let her friends know
We can go any where, get 'em out the friend zone, leave alone
I can put it up in the headphones
Bouta get a little more dough for the benzo let's go
Oh girl it's showtime in no time, no doubt
Got this money all around
Grab that all from the ground, yeah yeah

Last night spent it all on you
(All on you)
Don't act surprised when the card goes through
Goddamn let's all come through
Go tell ur friends come to
All eyes on me that's true
I'mma show what the fuck I do

Eat the whole thing grab her throat make it nasty
Wasn't all my fault took your girl cause she grabbed me
Do not check your status you'll be mad 'cause she grammed me
You a piece a shit look at me I'm a Grammy
I can take your ass to cloud 9 fuck Miami
Fuck the jealousy, only reason why you blast me
Why you getting nervous and your hands kinda clammy
I'm the fucking shit, don't believe I don't care B

And I'm gonna be what you really need
What you wanna see, every word that you gonna breathe
And night still young what the plan though
Take a shot with me, If you don't agree
I'll be takin' three yeah
You with the home girl put 'em in the ride
Now the whole crew gotta a girl, I'll be here with mine
She go take her time I be pulling off in the ride
Got the whole crew waving in the back bye bye

Get a bad bitch let her friends know
We can go any where, get 'em out the friend zone, leave alone
I can put it up in the headphones
Bouta get a little more dough for the benzo let's go
Oh girl it's showtime in no time, no doubt
Got this money all around
Grab that all from the ground, yeah yeah

Poppin bottles got it all, henny to the dom
Got rings like Mike, bird, magic, and Tom
See my aura from afar it's why she fuck wit the don
They can't do it like us, ain't on the shit that we on
Now give it here shawty I can roll it when I drive
She want a chance to ride my mic so I said I'll give her five
She a dime in her prime and tonight is my time
Smokin' cahibas in casinos, now ya girl is mine

And we could take it outside
If you don't feel the words I be spittin' in my rhymes
Give it some time
I'mma let it go right now
next time though it ain't gonna slide (Ha ha)

The crown been getting down from the ground to the gate
To Spotify from the microphones with the tape
Fuck fate feeling great walk a mile plus eight
They like me but I wanna get the love like drake

Yeah, yeah
Crown



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Writer(s): Andrew Amaya
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