No Seatbelt
No seatbelt flying fast as hell in the back seat of that drop
We gon' leave the A to go home again I'm right back on that block
All I care about is them bands you know she always on my top
If the money call got pick it up I'll hang up on a thot
You think you more important then your ass must be off that rock
She gon' always come back around I got that girl on lock
I pull shit by the three cause I know they always gon' flock
Man all the hoes is free promo they make my shit pop
Most underrated I wonder when they gon' give me that slot
Finessing shit all day I stuffing dubs inside my sock
I don't want that nine to five I'm trying to put diamonds in my watch
Want that buss down just to look good I don't care nothing about no clock
Get a check and spend that shit cause its gon' come right back a lot
I be getting bags then spend the shit and don't remember what I bought
See me pop out with that shit on me put everybody in shock
Tell them folks to mind they business bitch don't worry about what I got
Dead Presidents in my pocket I see a dead man when I count
I'm up whenever that check in I'm checking my account
They mad cause they can't get in niggas used to count me out
You go your way I go my way I'm taking my own route
Fuck the labels they can't get me I don't like how they shit sound
I'm not going less than a couple M's it won't be no other amount
To sign I need at least ten million bitch I come up from the ground
About a year ago I dropped and niggas tried to turn me down
But I'm still here and doing better tell a bitch look at me now
Can't no nigga compete the hottest shorty in my town
I been the king of this shit niggas still ain't took my crown
Cause I worked for what I earned and I make sure my family proud
Got bro with me ma dukes with me, this belt cost me two fifty
Riding around through two cities going back and forth cause we too litty
They show a nigga some love got hella hoes from a few cities
That'll go crazy without me asking tell me what you want to do with me
She heard I been in my bag so she want something to do with me
Not gon' lie she too pretty, but I cut her off cause she too friendly
Why would I waste my money on you when I'm trying to go buy me a new Bentley
Everyday I count new benji, how many? Nigga too many
We gon' leave the A to go home again I'm right back on that block
All I care about is them bands you know she always on my top
If the money call got pick it up I'll hang up on a thot
You think you more important then your ass must be off that rock
She gon' always come back around I got that girl on lock
I pull shit by the three cause I know they always gon' flock
Man all the hoes is free promo they make my shit pop
Most underrated I wonder when they gon' give me that slot
Finessing shit all day I stuffing dubs inside my sock
I don't want that nine to five I'm trying to put diamonds in my watch
Want that buss down just to look good I don't care nothing about no clock
Get a check and spend that shit cause its gon' come right back a lot
I be getting bags then spend the shit and don't remember what I bought
See me pop out with that shit on me put everybody in shock
Tell them folks to mind they business bitch don't worry about what I got
Dead Presidents in my pocket I see a dead man when I count
I'm up whenever that check in I'm checking my account
They mad cause they can't get in niggas used to count me out
You go your way I go my way I'm taking my own route
Fuck the labels they can't get me I don't like how they shit sound
I'm not going less than a couple M's it won't be no other amount
To sign I need at least ten million bitch I come up from the ground
About a year ago I dropped and niggas tried to turn me down
But I'm still here and doing better tell a bitch look at me now
Can't no nigga compete the hottest shorty in my town
I been the king of this shit niggas still ain't took my crown
Cause I worked for what I earned and I make sure my family proud
Got bro with me ma dukes with me, this belt cost me two fifty
Riding around through two cities going back and forth cause we too litty
They show a nigga some love got hella hoes from a few cities
That'll go crazy without me asking tell me what you want to do with me
She heard I been in my bag so she want something to do with me
Not gon' lie she too pretty, but I cut her off cause she too friendly
Why would I waste my money on you when I'm trying to go buy me a new Bentley
Everyday I count new benji, how many? Nigga too many
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Writer(s): Charles Price
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