Givin' Me Three

No Way Hozay
Mmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gotchu jumpin' like bunnies
You think its legit?
I got people they lovin' the kid
Trynna get out the country, like when I get it
Rep the city, but I gotta blitz
Why you act like it's hard to show love when we comin' up?
When we go up, you gon' switch?
I'm just trynna retire my family No choice but "I gotta rich"
Ain't do it for the fame, I gotta get us rich
Askin' for handouts?
Never asked for shit
If you be hatin' you could suck a dick
Up in the north, it's colder than a bitch
Now I be lookin' around for the people supportin' me now
Yeah I'll never forget
Writing my bars while I'm rippin' a spliff,
When I'm off of the pack, think about money flips ah
Trying to get bags like bricks truck
I do not care how I do it, no fucks
Said I'm givin' no fucks, like a virgin
Got a bitch in my jeans, do the most
On my meat, yeah she twerkin' n' squirtin'
God damn, you a keeper for certain
Bad bitch, n' I think that she Persian
In her guts like a mafuckin' surgeon
Get to the back of line uh
I get bitches, don't need no designer
Soon I'ma get what I desire
You think you be fly but I'm flyer
Ain't no time to sit back in recliners
Cause I'm trying to work for the finer things
Everybody want the finer things
But I promise you I'ma accuire

She off the bean
I make her sing
Jus' doin' my thing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She givin' me three
Bad bitch, but I promise it ain't what it seem
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout' lean
She off the bean
I make her sing
Jus' doin' my thing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She givin' me three
Bad bitch, but I promise it ain't what it seem
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout' lean

My life ain't movie yet, this just a scene
Hop in the whip cause that's where I be rappin'
When I get bored I swear I just roll green
Shoot for the stars n' that's where you will be
Takin' my time, like growin' up a tree
Damn, (Damn) see? (See?)
Money, can you see? (See?)
Bad bitch, she on me
Uh, I think its time to show up, Gotta shut
All these lil' bitch boys trying to play with me like I'm stunned
Don't talk to me bout' tracks if you ain't even got funds
I been doin' this for mad long man you been doin' it for months
You been on it for months, we been on it for years
Ain't need no glasses, n' I'm seein' clear
Just like a mirror, closer than appeared
Hop on the stage n' I'm lovin' the stares
This a grind baby, do you hear?
If you want it, gotta get outcha fears
If you want it, gotta get outcha fears n' pursue it
You gotta just do it, you get up a tier

She off the bean
I make her sing
Jus' doin' my thing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She givin' me three
Bad bitch, but I promise it ain't what it seem
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout' lean
She off the bean
I make her sing
Jus' doin' my thing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She givin' me three
Bad bitch, but I promise it ain't what it seem
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout' lean

She off the bean
Uh, Yeah
I make her sing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She givin' me three
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink
But I really ain't talkin' bout' lean
She off the bean
I make her sing
Jus' doin' my thing
I need some bad problems for these songs
She giving me three
Bad bitch, but I promise it ain't what it seem
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout' lean
Uh, yeah
Uh, wow, uh
Really ain't talkin' bout
Really ain't talkin' bout
Really ain't talkin' bout
I need some bad problems for these songs she givin' me
I need some bad problems for these songs she givin' me three
Pourin' up a couple cups of the drink but I really ain't talkin' bout'



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Writer(s): Taylor Tmell
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