Spending Addictiom
Spending addiction on drugs what I'm spending
Know you don't fw me why you pretending
Gotta get paid if I come not attending
Them Niggas was hating I'm up they descending
Know I'm that nigga don't gotta keep telling
He Think he on my level but not contending
Bro mixed the xan and the juice he be blending
High off the drugs on the mic I be venting
I don't be playing with niggas not joking
My money got big like the sun it be glowing
Wicked my jacket my clothes they be showing
They tryna cool with me now I'm not bro ing
Niggas be mad denna bitch they hoe going
Two hoes in the crib they get split like I'm bowling
I'm off the xans like to much got me floating
Exotic my blunt what I smoke you not smoking
His bitch be liking my pics got em
Worried
I'm Balling so hard they retired my jersey
New pack in the air and it came straight from jersey
Twin hoes like 11 not talking bout Irving
Niggas be broke I can see that you hurting
Money twerk in my pocket start dancing start
Jerking
Niggas be hating and watching they lurking
New day Off a xan im still up shit not working
Niggas mad that we up they can't humble us
In her mouth just like candy or piece of gum
I can't fight with these niggas wont tussle up
Niggas broke they can't flex get yo muscle up
I Cant wifey no girl they be hoeing up
They bag really to large I can't hold it up
You to worried bout me get yo money up
Cant put trust in these hoes cause they folding up
Know you don't fw me why you pretending
Gotta get paid if I come not attending
Them Niggas was hating I'm up they descending
Know I'm that nigga don't gotta keep telling
He Think he on my level but not contending
Bro mixed the xan and the juice he be blending
High off the drugs on the mic I be venting
I don't be playing with niggas not joking
My money got big like the sun it be glowing
Wicked my jacket my clothes they be showing
They tryna cool with me now I'm not bro ing
Niggas be mad denna bitch they hoe going
Two hoes in the crib they get split like I'm bowling
I'm off the xans like to much got me floating
Exotic my blunt what I smoke you not smoking
His bitch be liking my pics got em
Worried
I'm Balling so hard they retired my jersey
New pack in the air and it came straight from jersey
Twin hoes like 11 not talking bout Irving
Niggas be broke I can see that you hurting
Money twerk in my pocket start dancing start
Jerking
Niggas be hating and watching they lurking
New day Off a xan im still up shit not working
Niggas mad that we up they can't humble us
In her mouth just like candy or piece of gum
I can't fight with these niggas wont tussle up
Niggas broke they can't flex get yo muscle up
I Cant wifey no girl they be hoeing up
They bag really to large I can't hold it up
You to worried bout me get yo money up
Cant put trust in these hoes cause they folding up
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Writer(s): Ich Fver
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