Issa Thing

Ayy, ayy, roll the good wood for me, baby, white and blue runts
It's six hundred for this cup, this ain't fruit punch
Baby, it's these niggas or this money, better choose up
Been pulling up in shit, changed the mood up

Pull up throwing cash out the roof, it's a daddy
No, this is not a Lisa, brought the Maggie
I'm every bitch dad, who is you? You a has-been
Really getting cash out her womb, and her ass cheeks

Loub Spike Lee's on my feet, it's a movie
Spiked another drink, shit kicking like it's Bruce Lee
Pants cost a thousand, cost a thousand just to move Heem
Baby said I switched on a bitch, like a mood ring

I just pulled up throwing cash out the roof, it's a thing
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing
Love to hold big bands, love to rock big chains
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing

Love to spend bands on shoes that go under my jeans
Lil' bitch, it's a thing
Ayy, spiked up my shoes, yeah, spiked up my drink
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing

Ayy, it's a big flex, bicep when I'm thumbing, uh
Money serious, niggas thought this shit was funny, huh
Wrist and my chain, yellow gold like a muffin
Bands touch my fingers, wedding bands, like a husband

Hit it hard like I dunked her I feel like Iman Shumpert
Smoking Color Purple, Danny Glover
I put them parties on ten all summer
Make them bitches hold hands all summer

I can put her feet up in the air, it's a jumper
Wait, I don't judge her, she know I'm a young stunner
Get a pin, get them bands, and another
Get a bitch, get her friend, and the number

I just pulled up throwing cash out the roof, it's a thing
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing
Love to hold big bands, love to rock big chains
Uh, little bitch, it's a thing

Love to spend bands on shoes that go under my jeans
Lil' bitch, it's a thing
Ayy, spiked up my shoes, yeah, spiked up my drink
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing

I just pulled up throwing cash out the roof, it's a thing
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing
Love to hold big bands, love to rock big chains
Uh, little bitch, it's a thing

Love to spend bands on shoes that go under my jeans
Lil' bitch, it's a thing
Ayy, spiked up my shoes, yeah, spiked up my drink
Uh, lil' bitch, it's a thing

Ayy, Pharoah, woah
This shit a way of life, man, it's a thing
You know what I'm sayin'?
We pull up, real big knots, Real big chains
We throwin' money out the roof and all that
Real big bands, spent on these shoes, up under these jeans and all that
Ayy, it's the Pharoah,
It's the Pharoah, you know that