Ahora

Prr, prr
Hello?
You know sometimes you just got to pull up on a bitch

I said hold up
Bitches never showed up
Playing with my paper
So I had to go and roll up
To pop that bitch like soda
Tell me what's the hold up?
Give me all my loot
You know I need my shit Ahora (Ahora)
What you sip?
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
No I cannot wait till no early morning
Are you dumb? Better pay up and go and fix your tone

Asalamalakim
Taylor Eve about to take off
About to be worth some mills
Popping like pills
This can't be made up
But I can be sweet if need be
I'm a mula baby, like Weezy
And make sure when you see me
You have my money, like Rih-Rih

And I said
Hold up
Bitches never showed up
Playing with my paper
So I had to go and roll up
To pop that bitch like soda
Tell me what's the hold up?
Give me all my loot
You know I need my shit Ahora (Ahora)

You talking crazy, baby
But you ain't jumping
Go on and swing I ain't ducking
Fuck all that huffing and puffing
Cus I'm a bad, Brooklyn bitch
So go and fuck what they told ya
I'm yelling, "Git git, that that, dirt off your shoulder"
I'm bending backwards and over
But still my money all due
You wanna ride around on my side of town
And think it's all cool
A bitch done been about this life
And shit, you already knew
And now I'm all up in your face
So now what you gonna do?

And I said
Hold up
Bitches never showed up
Playing with my paper
So I had to go and roll up
To pop that bitch like soda
Tell me what's the hold up?
Give me all my loot
You know I need my shit Ahora (Ahora)
What you sip?
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
No I cannot wait till no early morning
Are you dumb? Better pay up and go and fix your tone

Look
Ima just get in my bag
Yea I be doing the most
Yea I just hopped in the Jag
Then I just got in the Ghost
Had to bring it right back
Got a little off track
Only cus I like it like that (that)
Straight off the jet
Write me a check
Need a new Patek
And you know now, hoe
Tell me when you sending me that dough
Pull up to the spot
Like show me what you got
Then shoot shit up like Rambo
Ima catch you in your Acura (cura)
Turning you black and blue (blura)
Took me on an aventura (tura)
Got me into La Locura

Hold up
Bitches never showed up
Playing with my paper
So I had to go and roll up
To pop that bitch like soda
Tell me what's the hold up?
Give me all my loot
You know I need my shit Ahora (Ahora)
What you sip?
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
Tell me what you really sipping on?
(What you really sipping)
No I cannot wait till the early morning
Are you dumb? Better pay up and go and fix your tone



Credits
Writer(s): Briana Mulzac
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