Ol' N3WZ
DonoCa$hh(Aye, Carter Z you goin' too crazy)
Niggas fanned out
Bitch I walk around the town like I'm that man now
Everybody lookin' at me for a handout
Yea we caught up with that boy he in a jam now
Yea, nigga I don't know ya'
Nigga if you talkin' on that WKD we might roll ya'
Bitch you know I'm coolin' with brothers yea, my soldiers
Yea that boy be braggin' 'bout that bitch she leftovers
Boy stop that talkin'
All this money in my pocket, hold my pants up when I'm walkin'
Boy you better watch ya' bitch, on my IG she jus' stalkin'
Ain't gon' lie I'm too lit, I might Takeoff like a rocket
You ain't got no money boy, how you flex?
Boy ya' geeked about that bitch that's my ex
What you mean that's your girl? We had sex
She want me to buy pearls for her neck
Give a fuck 'bout these boys no respect
I jus' fucked on that bitch her opp next
Yea these boys they so cap Mitchell-Ness
I walked in I'm ready to impress!
Niggas fanned out
Bitch I walk around the town like I'm that man now
Everybody lookin' at me for a handout
Yea we caught up with that boy he in a jam now
Yea, nigga I don't know ya'
Nigga if you talkin' on that WKD we might roll ya'
Bitch you know I'm coolin' with brothers yea, my soldiers
Yea that boy be braggin' 'bout that bitch she leftovers
Niggas fanned out
Bitch I walk around the town like I'm that man now
Everybody lookin' at me for a handout
Yea we caught up with that boy he in a jam now
Yea, nigga I don't know ya'
Nigga if you talkin' on that WKD we might roll ya'
Bitch you know I'm coolin' with brothers yea, my soldiers
Yea that boy be braggin' 'bout that bitch she leftovers
Boy stop that talkin'
All this money in my pocket, hold my pants up when I'm walkin'
Boy you better watch ya' bitch, on my IG she jus' stalkin'
Ain't gon' lie I'm too lit, I might Takeoff like a rocket
You ain't got no money boy, how you flex?
Boy ya' geeked about that bitch that's my ex
What you mean that's your girl? We had sex
She want me to buy pearls for her neck
Give a fuck 'bout these boys no respect
I jus' fucked on that bitch her opp next
Yea these boys they so cap Mitchell-Ness
I walked in I'm ready to impress!
Niggas fanned out
Bitch I walk around the town like I'm that man now
Everybody lookin' at me for a handout
Yea we caught up with that boy he in a jam now
Yea, nigga I don't know ya'
Nigga if you talkin' on that WKD we might roll ya'
Bitch you know I'm coolin' with brothers yea, my soldiers
Yea that boy be braggin' 'bout that bitch she leftovers
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Writer(s): Reese Donahue
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