Dancer
Shawty told me she a dancer
Asked me for my number but she didn't get an answer
Always been a hunnit even when I had on pampers
I think highly of myself and won't lower my standards
She ask for it all but not a thing is what I hand her
I just need a whole lotta racks
I just need a whole lotta cash
I'm in my bag
Tryna watch my pockets now they mad
Tryna make a living from the trap
Make a living from the trap
You a hater bitch bye see ya later
Why the hell you watching me you should be tryna get some paper
Switching sides tryna win I guess that makes you a traitor
I'm finna go to Florida so I can live with the gators
Uno how you doin
Bitch I'm doing fine
You can't get a second thought cause you ain't on my mind
I can't take no second off I'm just now hitting stride
But I run like a gazelle if I see any cop behind
I need a bag like the song said
Tall with long legs
Been at y'all's heads
If we go for one they all dead
Hit the wrong bed
Cause I'm on meds
Torn to small shreds
Well beyond dead
Still fuck all feds
And the rest of em'
Ima get the best of em'
If you give your all I promise I'll think nothing less of ya
Oh you tryna dance well bring it back while I'm undressing ya
You can bring a friend and she can shake it too right next to ya
Bitch I'm on a roll but I ain't gambling to crap out
I walk inside the club and bring a stack out
I got 42 shots like Jerry Stackhouse
Catching deja vú so I'm daydreaming in the background
Damn near finna pass out
Trying not to lash out
Look at where I'm at now
Started holding trophies it was time to put the plaques down
Ain't doing funny money I ain't tryna be no cash clown
If you hear a siren coming fast then it's a bad sound
That means that it's time to take off
Gotta work I can't get laid off
Got a good swing like I play golf
Ima slide but I can't stay long
Neighbors know my name like Trey Songz
Got my hoodie on too like Trayvon
Get more fake love then Drake's song
Finna blow up in flames like napalm
I been the one they hate on
And I give no fucks if the hate strong
I get bread like I'm having a bake off
I'm ahead looks like they lost
I'm on top I'm a boss
I might knock his face off
Dick in her lungs she can't cough
Anyways
Shawty told me she a dancer
Asked me for my number but she didn't get an answer
Always been a hunnit even when I had on pampers
I think highly of myself and won't lower my standards
She ask for it all but not a thing is what I hand her
I just need a whole lotta racks
I just need a whole lotta cash
I'm in my bag
Tryna watch my pockets now they mad
Tryna make a living from the trap
Make a living from the trap
Asked me for my number but she didn't get an answer
Always been a hunnit even when I had on pampers
I think highly of myself and won't lower my standards
She ask for it all but not a thing is what I hand her
I just need a whole lotta racks
I just need a whole lotta cash
I'm in my bag
Tryna watch my pockets now they mad
Tryna make a living from the trap
Make a living from the trap
You a hater bitch bye see ya later
Why the hell you watching me you should be tryna get some paper
Switching sides tryna win I guess that makes you a traitor
I'm finna go to Florida so I can live with the gators
Uno how you doin
Bitch I'm doing fine
You can't get a second thought cause you ain't on my mind
I can't take no second off I'm just now hitting stride
But I run like a gazelle if I see any cop behind
I need a bag like the song said
Tall with long legs
Been at y'all's heads
If we go for one they all dead
Hit the wrong bed
Cause I'm on meds
Torn to small shreds
Well beyond dead
Still fuck all feds
And the rest of em'
Ima get the best of em'
If you give your all I promise I'll think nothing less of ya
Oh you tryna dance well bring it back while I'm undressing ya
You can bring a friend and she can shake it too right next to ya
Bitch I'm on a roll but I ain't gambling to crap out
I walk inside the club and bring a stack out
I got 42 shots like Jerry Stackhouse
Catching deja vú so I'm daydreaming in the background
Damn near finna pass out
Trying not to lash out
Look at where I'm at now
Started holding trophies it was time to put the plaques down
Ain't doing funny money I ain't tryna be no cash clown
If you hear a siren coming fast then it's a bad sound
That means that it's time to take off
Gotta work I can't get laid off
Got a good swing like I play golf
Ima slide but I can't stay long
Neighbors know my name like Trey Songz
Got my hoodie on too like Trayvon
Get more fake love then Drake's song
Finna blow up in flames like napalm
I been the one they hate on
And I give no fucks if the hate strong
I get bread like I'm having a bake off
I'm ahead looks like they lost
I'm on top I'm a boss
I might knock his face off
Dick in her lungs she can't cough
Anyways
Shawty told me she a dancer
Asked me for my number but she didn't get an answer
Always been a hunnit even when I had on pampers
I think highly of myself and won't lower my standards
She ask for it all but not a thing is what I hand her
I just need a whole lotta racks
I just need a whole lotta cash
I'm in my bag
Tryna watch my pockets now they mad
Tryna make a living from the trap
Make a living from the trap
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Writer(s): Richard Dietz
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