You Was Laughing

Chasin' after money runnin' up that dough
Nigga, I get high when I be feeling low
Ain't never felt this shit before
I'm coming up I feel I'm 'bout to blow
Niggas moving snake, know I can't trust a soul
I'm pushin' P, no, I can't cuff a hoe

We getting money that's for certain
She want me to buy her ass a Birkin
I told that bitch she perkin'
In the stu', nigga, every day you know we workin'
I rap but some of my niggas servin'
I pull up and I'm swervin'
On the interstate, I'm switchin' lanes, bitch
I can't fuck with none of these hoes they gon' end up changing
Man these hoes be changin'
Friendships they sinking
I don't gotta sweat, bitch, I get paid just by thinkin'

Nigga why you hanging with them lames, bitch
Everybody with me got some change, bitch, you know we on that same shit
I just want the money fuck the fame shit
Racks got me limping need a cane bitch
I just wanna see Johnny Dang bitch

Nigga rollin' like some dice
Yeah, you know I need a bad thick bitch like Ice Spice
Gotta stay up on that paper chase make sure my pockets right
Hit the road I'm getting bands, I'm out the way, I'm outta sight
I been feelin' like a king but I don't play for Sacramento
I wasn't tryna rap for real, I did this shit on accidental
Bitch, I went and ran that chicken up and dropped it in my dental
And these niggas beefin' over hoes why you so tender?
(Why you so tender? Nigga, fuck)

I ain't beefin' bout no thot
Runnin' up that chicken
Want my pockets filled with knots
I'm finna see the top, I know it, nigga, just sit back and watch
(Sit back and watch, nigga, yeah, just sit back and watch, sit back and watch, nigga)
Ain't gon' cap I never thought this shit would happen
Nigga, I just came up out the blue and took off with this rappin'
Now I done turned into a star, bitch, I remember you was laughin'
(Yeah, nigga, bitch, I remember you was laughin', nigga skee)



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Grund, Bradley Narcisse, Antonio Saren, Tyler Meeks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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