What I thought

I got way to many bitches to be sharing hoes
Man these niggas they ain't got no drip they out here sharing clothes
And I heard they running low on guns they out here sharing poles
We be in the bank cashing checks until that bitch close
I got hella racks I put em in the vault
And he say he finna rob me changed his mind that's what I thought
Bitch we sliding in SRTs it ain't no way we can get caught
Just cause yo bitch out here cheating and wanna fuck that ain't my fault
Nah fr aye

Police asking questions ain't got shit to tell
I just fucked this Instagram model on bro she thick asl
They like nasa he been getting to it that boy rich asl
They know we be smoking out the pound we ain't got shit for sale
And niggas fucking up they money they be out here moving backwards
We just got two hundred K and we just stuffed it in the mattress
Broski ran up a thirty he just got good of the taxes
We might be in the hood today by toma we in Calabasas
Cause I ran it up I started with a penny
And that bitch think ima fuck her but I can't cause she to skinny
I'm the realist nigga left you already know it ain't that many
He can't come back to Chicago they banned em from the city
And I just declined her call I can't answer I'm to busy
And we spent the block so many times this shit making me dizzy nah fr
I got way to many bitches to be sharing hoes
Man these niggas they ain't got no drip they out here sharing clothes
And I heard they running low on guns they out here sharing poles
We be in the bank cashing checks until that bitch close
I got hella racks I put em in the vault
And he say he finna rob me changed his mind that's what I thought
Bitch we sliding in SRTs it ain't no way we can get caught
Just cause yo bitch out here cheating and wanna fuck that ain't my fault nah fr



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