3 Thangs
It's three things you should do
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
Shut the fuck up bitch pay me my money
I said blah blah, you speak a no English or nah nah
My foot in your ass if it's prob-lam
Sauce dripping, I'm lasagna
Backwood rollin Wood grain
Whipping three cheese on my pasta
bending corners in a big boat
My food orders like big smoke
Fuck with my money's a big no
Ill press toast against egg yoke
But this ain't early morning breakfast with me
But I'm bringing home the bacon, bless this for me
Needthat, I'ma get this money however now lean back
If I pull up on you i promise I squeeze that
And ima need you to run it whenever I pull up and want it
None of it son of a shhhhh
Watch your mouth, my stomach hungry
I need a milli at the minimal with fries on the side
My homie in the kitchen fucking with onions
An god damn put a couple pies in the ride.
My leaf cognac eyes, bleed i been high
You fucking with my money, get my knee in your eye
look that's ten slaps to the back of your neck
If you fuck up the pack lets get back to the track like aye
It's three things you should do
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
It's three things you should do
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
Shut the fuck up bitch pay me my money
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
Shut the fuck up bitch pay me my money
I said blah blah, you speak a no English or nah nah
My foot in your ass if it's prob-lam
Sauce dripping, I'm lasagna
Backwood rollin Wood grain
Whipping three cheese on my pasta
bending corners in a big boat
My food orders like big smoke
Fuck with my money's a big no
Ill press toast against egg yoke
But this ain't early morning breakfast with me
But I'm bringing home the bacon, bless this for me
Needthat, I'ma get this money however now lean back
If I pull up on you i promise I squeeze that
And ima need you to run it whenever I pull up and want it
None of it son of a shhhhh
Watch your mouth, my stomach hungry
I need a milli at the minimal with fries on the side
My homie in the kitchen fucking with onions
An god damn put a couple pies in the ride.
My leaf cognac eyes, bleed i been high
You fucking with my money, get my knee in your eye
look that's ten slaps to the back of your neck
If you fuck up the pack lets get back to the track like aye
It's three things you should do
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
It's three things you should do
Shut the fuck up and pay me bitch
And never fuck with my food
Shut the fuck up bitch pay me my money
Credits
Writer(s): Jylil Smith
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