Tricky
Gotta watch out for the snakes you gotta watch who moving tricky
I just be blowing on gas yes my bud it be so sticky
Only fuckin' wid da real only fuckin' with who wid me
I can't trust none of you bitches that be thinking that I'm silly
It's so crazy how they'll lie because they envy
Got nothing going for em pockets prolly empty
Bitches in my messages be plotting tryna tempt me
But I'm married to da 100s 50s and 20s
A bitch will try do you dirty and play victim
I'm just glad I seen the signs and I used my wisdom
Oh no you can never style me is you dumb?
Like moneybagg said I'm da loaf and these niggas bread crumbs
Counting this bread huh you know I like to count it up
Don't give a fuck bout bitches I need me my dollas up
On their best day these niggas can never fuck with us
Steady on a grind but I'm tryna turn it up
I'm tryna turn it up a bit I got some shit to say
I ain't never got no handouts had to make a way
On the road to riches nigga it did not get paved
I'm just tryna be paid and I'm on my way yea
No you cannot try to play me
You know I'm not the one oh no baby
Gotta watch out for the snakes you gotta watch who moving tricky
I just be blowing on gas yes my bud it be so sticky
Only fuckin' wid da real only fuckn with who with me
I can't trust none of you bitches that be thinking that I'm silly
It's so crazy how they'll lie because they envy
Got nothing going for em pockets prolly empty
Bitches in my messages be plotting tryna tempt me
But I'm married to da 100s 50s and 20s
I just be blowing on gas yes my bud it be so sticky
Only fuckin' wid da real only fuckin' with who wid me
I can't trust none of you bitches that be thinking that I'm silly
It's so crazy how they'll lie because they envy
Got nothing going for em pockets prolly empty
Bitches in my messages be plotting tryna tempt me
But I'm married to da 100s 50s and 20s
A bitch will try do you dirty and play victim
I'm just glad I seen the signs and I used my wisdom
Oh no you can never style me is you dumb?
Like moneybagg said I'm da loaf and these niggas bread crumbs
Counting this bread huh you know I like to count it up
Don't give a fuck bout bitches I need me my dollas up
On their best day these niggas can never fuck with us
Steady on a grind but I'm tryna turn it up
I'm tryna turn it up a bit I got some shit to say
I ain't never got no handouts had to make a way
On the road to riches nigga it did not get paved
I'm just tryna be paid and I'm on my way yea
No you cannot try to play me
You know I'm not the one oh no baby
Gotta watch out for the snakes you gotta watch who moving tricky
I just be blowing on gas yes my bud it be so sticky
Only fuckin' wid da real only fuckn with who with me
I can't trust none of you bitches that be thinking that I'm silly
It's so crazy how they'll lie because they envy
Got nothing going for em pockets prolly empty
Bitches in my messages be plotting tryna tempt me
But I'm married to da 100s 50s and 20s
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Writer(s): Micah Wellman
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