Michael Jackson

Paid a thousand for these chucks but they said dior
Different brand designer round the house i call this shit decor
I just told a bitch i love you, she say that she love me more
I had my fingers crossed i'm lying who this ho mistake me for

I'm a get it soon if I don't got it right now
Bentley and a bad bitch, both got they top down
New Chains on me like I work at a bike shops
Shoot first then I ask questions like a white cop

Damn

Whoo, ok its time for action
I just took your bitch and had her dancing like she michael jackson
Yeah the ass is the real but top is custom, came with hella plastic
I can't really stand these ho's for long so man I had to pass it

Already said I was an asshole
She said that she's so in love with me
This'll pass though

Only chasing blue benji hunnids, where the cash flow
This ain't what I meant when I said I want to bag though

Get the money
Go and get if fast then we flip it back
Ship the pack, go and double that now we got double stacks
Muscle back, yeah we chasin cheese but we no fucking rats
Grab a snack, don't forget to strap and do not get attached

Damn
Okay I had to do it
These labels finna hit my line up now cause I make better music
That nigga talked tough on the net then saw me and he still ain't do shit
Nigga hesitated left him wide open he still ain't shoot it

Niggas claim that they got bands but homie you just hood rich
See I can't fuck with niggas from my hood because they all snitch
And I don't like attitudes you won't catch me with no hood bitch
I only want a nice educated holy good bitch

Yeah alright, y'all know I'm capping though
I don't care where she from just as long as she not no ratchet hoe
She can act classy but as long as she smashing me though
Her nigga mad his bitch left she passing that cat to me tho

Ooo, that's an interception
Bitch lied about her body count that's a misdirection
Someone call the police shawty need some time in corrections
How you say your body count only three when I know of seven

Maybe I'm just tripping
Never stress a hoe focus on cheddar focus all on chicken
Stack the cheddar up break bread we all eat like it's thanksgiving
My old team switched on me I had to leave so call me Ben Simmons

Yeah, hell nah no time to backtrack
See lately I've been in my bag, been in my backpack
I only want the money, commas please, bring me the racks
Going from rags to riches tryna do donuts in a scat pack

Yeah I rock designer clothes
Bitches think I'm handsome, nice smile I got a lotta hoes
I might take a nigga bitch foreal
I'm not no robber tho
These niggas say they get the bag but shopping at the dollar store

I said that I don't chase hoes
I replace hoes
You know that I can't fuck with stank hoes
I want bankrolls
Catfishes yeah I hate those
I can't date those
And on the gram it be some fake hoes
And y'all can take those

I made myself angry, shit let me vent
I can't fuck with ugly bitches either I gave them up for lent
I only want a shawty with a body that's heaven sent
See my baby mama gotta be badder than fifty cents

Sheesh
Now that's a bad bitch
If bad bitches come with the money I'm tryna be mad rich
See all my friends are dead for real
They're all in caskets
A popular loner that wants money that's not no sad shit

They don't like to see a nigga winning
These niggas hate
Instead of acting like my friend pretending
Go get some paper
I tell bitches that my glow up pending
Odds in y'all favor
If y'all ain't fucking with me now
Then don't try fucking with me later
Bitch gang



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Writer(s): Darryl Brooks
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