000
My bitch getting money
Bought the bald head cat
No hair
Like my bitches tall so
My kid come out athletic
Cop another Audi coupe my
Oil change full synthetic
Put my diamonds in the light
You can tell this ain't prosthetic
That bitch look prettier
On instagram
Look better with that edit
Snow White in the club
All of my hoes
They play with nose
Got to goddamn drunk last night
And bought that bitch a rose
I ain't tricking on no bitch
Tell her I'm broke she
Know I'm having it
I ain't been to sleep
In a week
I got so much goddamn
Shit that I gotta do
I think I'm addicted to
Spending these racks
In the club like what
Should I do
I done bought so many
Flights for these bitches
Like what do you
Expect me to do
I done spend hundred band
Hundred band hundred band
Right on my mother fucking boo
Send racks to the mother fucking jam
If my niggas up in that slam
No pork we not eating not ham
Get the bitch wetter than damn
This bitch get to flashing no cam
When niggas start thinking I rap
Do not get caught
In that trap
You know that that shit is cap
A pledge allegiance to the bag
Count these racks
When I get mad
Plus I keep some pieces
In my closet
That they never had
Hop up out the bed
Turn my swag on
Famous bitches in rotation
Make em spend the block
40 in this clip
Shoot this bitch
When it get sticky
My homie homie jealous of me
I can see he iffy
He see that I'm
Turnt in real life
Boy this no facade
Racks keep coming in
I count that bitch
When it get large
Bought the bald head cat
No hair
Like my bitches tall so
My kid come out athletic
Cop another Audi coupe my
Oil change full synthetic
Put my diamonds in the light
You can tell this ain't prosthetic
That bitch look prettier
On instagram
Look better with that edit
Snow White in the club
All of my hoes
They play with nose
Got to goddamn drunk last night
And bought that bitch a rose
I ain't tricking on no bitch
Tell her I'm broke she
Know I'm having it
I ain't been to sleep
In a week
I got so much goddamn
Shit that I gotta do
I think I'm addicted to
Spending these racks
In the club like what
Should I do
I done bought so many
Flights for these bitches
Like what do you
Expect me to do
I done spend hundred band
Hundred band hundred band
Right on my mother fucking boo
Send racks to the mother fucking jam
If my niggas up in that slam
No pork we not eating not ham
Get the bitch wetter than damn
This bitch get to flashing no cam
When niggas start thinking I rap
Do not get caught
In that trap
You know that that shit is cap
A pledge allegiance to the bag
Count these racks
When I get mad
Plus I keep some pieces
In my closet
That they never had
Hop up out the bed
Turn my swag on
Famous bitches in rotation
Make em spend the block
40 in this clip
Shoot this bitch
When it get sticky
My homie homie jealous of me
I can see he iffy
He see that I'm
Turnt in real life
Boy this no facade
Racks keep coming in
I count that bitch
When it get large
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Writer(s): Deandre Rutledge
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