Been Lit
When you made this one Tyree
I'm gone off them meds
Lil mama she left
Can't believe what she said
If you was unhappy then you shoulda said it
I'm feeling unhappy when I'm in the bed
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bread
I'm counting the cabbage
I'm makin a salad
I'm fixing this shit like my name was Tim Allen
I'm getting this money I'm getting this bad bitch
I'm getting her snap and she dropping the Addy
I been too fucked I done popped me an Addie
Pop out on the block and I pop on a baddie
I got me two bad bitches one of em sally
She getting to drunk and she know its not classy
I'm seeing the hate through my Cartier glasses
I'm stacking that money I'm getting it faster
I'm pushing that whip and you know it go faster
They know I'm a menace like Dennis
I be in the kitchen
I whip like a chemist
I'm getting this paper
I'm getting these benjis
We hit up the mall and I get her some Fendi
I walk through the club and come out with a stemmy
Put a light in the air if you really do feel me
Blowing smoke in the air kinda look like a chimney
Got that mula mula its green like some chimmy
She don't care if I die
She don't care if it kill me
Got the pills in my system
It feel like they kill me
She hit up my phone but she really don't feel me
She just know me on drugs
She do not know the real me
I done been there and done it
It do not fulfill me
Keep a tool on me so a fuck nigga can't drill me
Bout to run up this money you want it then bill me
I'm gone off them meds
Lil mama she left
Can't believe what she said
If you was unhappy then you shoulda said it
I'm feeling unhappy when I'm in the bed
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bread
I'm counting the cabbage
I'm makin a salad
I'm fixing this shit like my name was Tim Allen
I'm getting this money I'm getting this bad bitch
I'm getting her snap and she dropping the Addy
I been too fucked I done popped me an Addie
Pop out on the block and I pop on a baddie
I got me two bad bitches one of em sally
She getting to drunk and she know its not classy
I'm seeing the hate through my Cartier glasses
I'm stacking that money I'm getting it faster
I'm pushing that whip and you know it go faster
I'm gone off them meds
Lil mama she left
Can't believe what she said
If you was unhappy then you shoulda said it
I'm feeling unhappy when I'm in the bed
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bread
I'm counting the cabbage
I'm makin a salad
I'm fixing this shit like my name was Tim Allen
I'm getting this money I'm getting this bad bitch
I'm getting her snap and she dropping the Addy
I been too fucked I done popped me an Addie
Pop out on the block and I pop on a baddie
I got me two bad bitches one of em sally
She getting to drunk and she know its not classy
I'm seeing the hate through my Cartier glasses
I'm stacking that money I'm getting it faster
I'm pushing that whip and you know it go faster
They know I'm a menace like Dennis
I be in the kitchen
I whip like a chemist
I'm getting this paper
I'm getting these benjis
We hit up the mall and I get her some Fendi
I walk through the club and come out with a stemmy
Put a light in the air if you really do feel me
Blowing smoke in the air kinda look like a chimney
Got that mula mula its green like some chimmy
She don't care if I die
She don't care if it kill me
Got the pills in my system
It feel like they kill me
She hit up my phone but she really don't feel me
She just know me on drugs
She do not know the real me
I done been there and done it
It do not fulfill me
Keep a tool on me so a fuck nigga can't drill me
Bout to run up this money you want it then bill me
I'm gone off them meds
Lil mama she left
Can't believe what she said
If you was unhappy then you shoulda said it
I'm feeling unhappy when I'm in the bed
I'm stacking my money
I'm getting my bread
I'm counting the cabbage
I'm makin a salad
I'm fixing this shit like my name was Tim Allen
I'm getting this money I'm getting this bad bitch
I'm getting her snap and she dropping the Addy
I been too fucked I done popped me an Addie
Pop out on the block and I pop on a baddie
I got me two bad bitches one of em sally
She getting to drunk and she know its not classy
I'm seeing the hate through my Cartier glasses
I'm stacking that money I'm getting it faster
I'm pushing that whip and you know it go faster
Credits
Writer(s): Tyree La Quan Elliott
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