Stimulus
Spend a lot of money
But it's all from that Stimmy check
Say you winning
But I haven't seen you beat me yet
Bad little bitch
Put my foot on her fucking neck
Just like Nas X
All you bitches can get Nike checked
12 inches
Yeah, that's a ruler
Buss down, To the king
Cause I'm the ruler
Pull up with the gang
And a couple 'shootas
Have you running like inmates
Through the fucking sewers
Fighting in the club
Bitch that's a fucking dub
Slit your wrist like Hanna baker in the fucking tub
I'm TLC
On All you niggas Like some fucking scrubs
Bank account spilling over
Grab yo solo cups
Buss it back like when I pull the trigger
Bouncing on your nigga dick
Like my name was Tigger
Bitches always talking shit
But not in the ringer
Its fuck all you hoes
No middle finger
Sniff sniff
Heard the gays were doing coke
In the bathroom
Baby tell me it's a fucking joke
On my dick
All you hoes can go fucking choke
All the way down to your mother fucking throat
Spend a lot of money
But it's all from that Stimmy check
Say you winning but I haven't seen you beat me yet
Bad little bitch
Put my foot On her fucking neck
Just like Nas X
All you bitches can get Nike checked
12 inches
Yeah, that's a ruler
Buss down
to the king cause I'm the ruler
Pull up with the gang
And a couple 'shootas
Have you running like inmates
Through the fucking sewers
Stimmy check
Beat me yet
Fucking neck
Just like Nas
All you bitches can Nike checked
Stimmy check
Beat me yet
Fucking neck
Just like Nas
All you bitches can Nike checked
But it's all from that Stimmy check
Say you winning
But I haven't seen you beat me yet
Bad little bitch
Put my foot on her fucking neck
Just like Nas X
All you bitches can get Nike checked
12 inches
Yeah, that's a ruler
Buss down, To the king
Cause I'm the ruler
Pull up with the gang
And a couple 'shootas
Have you running like inmates
Through the fucking sewers
Fighting in the club
Bitch that's a fucking dub
Slit your wrist like Hanna baker in the fucking tub
I'm TLC
On All you niggas Like some fucking scrubs
Bank account spilling over
Grab yo solo cups
Buss it back like when I pull the trigger
Bouncing on your nigga dick
Like my name was Tigger
Bitches always talking shit
But not in the ringer
Its fuck all you hoes
No middle finger
Sniff sniff
Heard the gays were doing coke
In the bathroom
Baby tell me it's a fucking joke
On my dick
All you hoes can go fucking choke
All the way down to your mother fucking throat
Spend a lot of money
But it's all from that Stimmy check
Say you winning but I haven't seen you beat me yet
Bad little bitch
Put my foot On her fucking neck
Just like Nas X
All you bitches can get Nike checked
12 inches
Yeah, that's a ruler
Buss down
to the king cause I'm the ruler
Pull up with the gang
And a couple 'shootas
Have you running like inmates
Through the fucking sewers
Stimmy check
Beat me yet
Fucking neck
Just like Nas
All you bitches can Nike checked
Stimmy check
Beat me yet
Fucking neck
Just like Nas
All you bitches can Nike checked
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Dipeolu
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