Like Wha
Man, let's get straight to the business, you know I'ma set the tone straight
Keep my foot pressed to the gas, ain't got no time to take a break
All this money from the trees, I guess I'll buy another rake
And I ain't worried, cause a n***a packin' everyday
Let me chill and pop a pill, on your head like Reggie Mille
I ain't mean to do you dirty, got the message, but who heard me in them streets
Shoot like I'm 30, and them n****s call me Curry
We was kickin' down doors before the feds raided us
223s and Mac 11s, n****s know we dangerous
Caught his ass lakin', man, I told his ass don't play with us
Stroke a little slower when I feel she bout to make me bust
When I'm done, I'm outside, get your clothes and catch a ride
Cash been really stackin' up, brand new bitch, she actin' up
I ain't got no time to trust, shawty, i been' over us
Can't have love without some lust, once I cheat, I gotta run
Broke your heart without a gun, fuckin' you was hella fun
She fuck me like she love me, but I know she in the moment
N****s out here beatin' bitches, fans are breezy, I condone it
Said she love me, I don't want it, if I hit it, then I own it
When she take a shawty goated when I'm done, you know I'm ghosted
Call up one of my hoes and set him up, before we get him, show some love
Send him to the God above, ski mask caught that n***a lacking
Tried to get away, but we was packin', shots been fired, light turned on
Before they could see, we was in the car, gone, shawty still up
I'ma fuck when I'm home, n****s been lackin', I ain't preachin
See my pockets, tried to been reachin', I can pull away
Cause I ain't been fiendin', badass bitch, I can tell she need it
Hit her one time, she caught, she greedy, claim she love me, what's the meaning
Shawty, I don't care, let me bend that ass over like right there
Let him stab by the line, 223 to the spine
Make that n***a walk the line, he saw the demon in my eyes
I ain't even try to hide, all my n****s bound to slide
And if they never with the shit, then they was never with the guys
Toss that ass up with a side of fries, and now they know what's really up
I can never go broke again, I guess it's time to live it up
Man, let's get straight to the business, you know I'ma set the tone straight
Keep my foot pressed to the gas, ain't got no time to take a break
All this money from the trees, I guess I'll buy another rake
And I ain't worried, cause a n***a packin' everyday
Let me chill and pop a pill, on your head like Reggie Mille
I ain't mean to do you dirty, got the message, but who heard me in them streets
Shoot like I'm 30, and them n****s call me Curry
We was kickin' down doors before the feds raided us
223s and Mac 11s, n****s know we dangerous
Caught his ass lakin', man, I told his ass don't play with us
Stroke a little slower when I feel she bout to make me bust
When I'm done, I'm outside, get your clothes and catch a ride
Cash been really stackin' up, brand new bitch, she actin' up
I ain't got no time to trust, shawty, i been' over us
Can't have love without some lust, once I cheat, I gotta run
Broke your heart without a gun, fuckin' you was hella fun
Keep my foot pressed to the gas, ain't got no time to take a break
All this money from the trees, I guess I'll buy another rake
And I ain't worried, cause a n***a packin' everyday
Let me chill and pop a pill, on your head like Reggie Mille
I ain't mean to do you dirty, got the message, but who heard me in them streets
Shoot like I'm 30, and them n****s call me Curry
We was kickin' down doors before the feds raided us
223s and Mac 11s, n****s know we dangerous
Caught his ass lakin', man, I told his ass don't play with us
Stroke a little slower when I feel she bout to make me bust
When I'm done, I'm outside, get your clothes and catch a ride
Cash been really stackin' up, brand new bitch, she actin' up
I ain't got no time to trust, shawty, i been' over us
Can't have love without some lust, once I cheat, I gotta run
Broke your heart without a gun, fuckin' you was hella fun
She fuck me like she love me, but I know she in the moment
N****s out here beatin' bitches, fans are breezy, I condone it
Said she love me, I don't want it, if I hit it, then I own it
When she take a shawty goated when I'm done, you know I'm ghosted
Call up one of my hoes and set him up, before we get him, show some love
Send him to the God above, ski mask caught that n***a lacking
Tried to get away, but we was packin', shots been fired, light turned on
Before they could see, we was in the car, gone, shawty still up
I'ma fuck when I'm home, n****s been lackin', I ain't preachin
See my pockets, tried to been reachin', I can pull away
Cause I ain't been fiendin', badass bitch, I can tell she need it
Hit her one time, she caught, she greedy, claim she love me, what's the meaning
Shawty, I don't care, let me bend that ass over like right there
Let him stab by the line, 223 to the spine
Make that n***a walk the line, he saw the demon in my eyes
I ain't even try to hide, all my n****s bound to slide
And if they never with the shit, then they was never with the guys
Toss that ass up with a side of fries, and now they know what's really up
I can never go broke again, I guess it's time to live it up
Man, let's get straight to the business, you know I'ma set the tone straight
Keep my foot pressed to the gas, ain't got no time to take a break
All this money from the trees, I guess I'll buy another rake
And I ain't worried, cause a n***a packin' everyday
Let me chill and pop a pill, on your head like Reggie Mille
I ain't mean to do you dirty, got the message, but who heard me in them streets
Shoot like I'm 30, and them n****s call me Curry
We was kickin' down doors before the feds raided us
223s and Mac 11s, n****s know we dangerous
Caught his ass lakin', man, I told his ass don't play with us
Stroke a little slower when I feel she bout to make me bust
When I'm done, I'm outside, get your clothes and catch a ride
Cash been really stackin' up, brand new bitch, she actin' up
I ain't got no time to trust, shawty, i been' over us
Can't have love without some lust, once I cheat, I gotta run
Broke your heart without a gun, fuckin' you was hella fun
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Writer(s): Jordan Winford
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