Strip
All this money in my pants I might go and hit the strip
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
Come thru wit dat wassa name backup or get flip nigga
Talking like a hoe ain't throwin one's but we don strip niggas
30 on whip, 15 in my clip
I was tryna get off Andy Dalton before I got a zip (nigga)
Plenty hoes on standby
Fuck and then i ran out
See a bag now this bitch want me to be her man now
Brodie got dem drums to make a song but ain't no band out
She don't want a bum and ion want no bitch dats fanned out
Tell me do you love me baby
Chain around my neck you touching that well come and fuck me baby
She jus want my money bumped my head but I ain't fucking crazy
I got plenty hoes and you got niggas
You can't fucking play me (da fuck)
No I ain't no nurse but I'll give a nigga shots
All dat putting on claiming dat he on it when he not
I was thuggin palms sweaty on dat block when it was hot
I was walking round broker den a bitch now I got knots
All this money in my pants I might go and hit the strip
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
All this money in my pants I might go and hit the strip
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
Come thru wit dat wassa name backup or get flip nigga
Talking like a hoe ain't throwin one's but we don strip niggas
30 on whip, 15 in my clip
I was tryna get off Andy Dalton before I got a zip (nigga)
Plenty hoes on standby
Fuck and then i ran out
See a bag now this bitch want me to be her man now
Brodie got dem drums to make a song but ain't no band out
She don't want a bum and ion want no bitch dats fanned out
Tell me do you love me baby
Chain around my neck you touching that well come and fuck me baby
She jus want my money bumped my head but I ain't fucking crazy
I got plenty hoes and you got niggas
You can't fucking play me (da fuck)
No I ain't no nurse but I'll give a nigga shots
All dat putting on claiming dat he on it when he not
I was thuggin palms sweaty on dat block when it was hot
I was walking round broker den a bitch now I got knots
All this money in my pants I might go and hit the strip
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
All this money in my pants I might go and hit the strip
I might count a hunnind bands then go take another trip
Ion fuck round wit no boujie bitch call that hoe a lyft
How you clutching wit no ammo every gun got a clip nigga
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