The Bull
(Alright, start over)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Whew!)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I be drinking coffee
Don't you cap me, chico
Spend a lot of time at the fucking sino
I'm a psychopath
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How you follow that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I play to win
That's a fact, yeah
Broke nigga but my pockets fat, yeah
Slim nigga but her pussy fat, yeah
Turn the music up, I'm on another level
Been drinking so much beer, I'm bout to cause some trouble
I pray to Holy God, I get to see tomorrow
Pinky on the ring, I'm moving like a Pharaoh
I need my money now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You better D-Up, D-Up
Make sure she sign the prenup
Don't fuck with pigs, no griot
Them niggas green, no CeeLo
We on the top floor
In case them niggas lurkin'
We got the chopper ready
Don't test your luck, you heard me
Yeah, I got the mob here
You know I'm top tier
Grizzly like a fucking bear
Don't let me stand up neither
You not a stand-up nigga, you just a funny nigga
He think he Larry Bird
He think he ball like Leonard
You ain't no sniper, nigga
You like to go to church, I put him in a hearse
Yeah, I hear the money calling
I swear this shit is standard
100 miles a minute, I'm going off the Henny
Niggas be on my top so I ride around with the blick on me
Reaching for my time, I kick shit like I'm Messi
Um, thick lil' bitch tryna check my phone because she messy
Um, I stay with the real, ain't no fake shit around me
Um, money stacking high, 'member them days I was broke
Ima stay sober for them days I was drunk
I don't be writing checks cause I'd rather use Zelle
All black while I P.O, I ran out of jwett money
Colt 45, I mix it with the Henny
Um, God forbid the day I let off all these clips
She tryna call me fwea, she tryna match my drip
I be drinking coffee
Don't you cap me, chico
Spend a lot of time at the fucking sino
I'm a psychopath
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How you follow that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I play to win
That's a fact, yeah
Broke nigga but my pockets fat, yeah
Slim nigga but her pussy fat, yeah
Turn the music up, I'm on another level
Been drinking so much beer, I'm bout to cause some trouble
I pray to Holy God, I get to see tomorrow
Pinky on the ring, I'm moving like a Pharaoh
I need my money now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Whew!)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I be drinking coffee
Don't you cap me, chico
Spend a lot of time at the fucking sino
I'm a psychopath
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How you follow that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I play to win
That's a fact, yeah
Broke nigga but my pockets fat, yeah
Slim nigga but her pussy fat, yeah
Turn the music up, I'm on another level
Been drinking so much beer, I'm bout to cause some trouble
I pray to Holy God, I get to see tomorrow
Pinky on the ring, I'm moving like a Pharaoh
I need my money now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You better D-Up, D-Up
Make sure she sign the prenup
Don't fuck with pigs, no griot
Them niggas green, no CeeLo
We on the top floor
In case them niggas lurkin'
We got the chopper ready
Don't test your luck, you heard me
Yeah, I got the mob here
You know I'm top tier
Grizzly like a fucking bear
Don't let me stand up neither
You not a stand-up nigga, you just a funny nigga
He think he Larry Bird
He think he ball like Leonard
You ain't no sniper, nigga
You like to go to church, I put him in a hearse
Yeah, I hear the money calling
I swear this shit is standard
100 miles a minute, I'm going off the Henny
Niggas be on my top so I ride around with the blick on me
Reaching for my time, I kick shit like I'm Messi
Um, thick lil' bitch tryna check my phone because she messy
Um, I stay with the real, ain't no fake shit around me
Um, money stacking high, 'member them days I was broke
Ima stay sober for them days I was drunk
I don't be writing checks cause I'd rather use Zelle
All black while I P.O, I ran out of jwett money
Colt 45, I mix it with the Henny
Um, God forbid the day I let off all these clips
She tryna call me fwea, she tryna match my drip
I be drinking coffee
Don't you cap me, chico
Spend a lot of time at the fucking sino
I'm a psychopath
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How you follow that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I play to win
That's a fact, yeah
Broke nigga but my pockets fat, yeah
Slim nigga but her pussy fat, yeah
Turn the music up, I'm on another level
Been drinking so much beer, I'm bout to cause some trouble
I pray to Holy God, I get to see tomorrow
Pinky on the ring, I'm moving like a Pharaoh
I need my money now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Schneideeson Leandre, Wilsmith Thelus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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