OFPP
I'mma tell you right now
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
Don't play dumb son
Tell me what's up now
Tone sound bummed
The fuck do you want now?
Don't give me the run 'round
Know what fake love sound like
Cause bitch that's what I grew up around
Giving no fucks now
Only gave one
Wasn't much then
But now hit a home run
All their dressers got dug out
Running up funds
From sun up to sundown
Bitch I'm the product
So the money can't run out
People tryna white out
Where they fucked up
Spent a long time down
Had to punch up
One hit and lights out
Now the funs up
So I'mma tell you right now
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
Opened up shop
I'm like a brick and mortar now
It's up and down your block
Name on every corner 'bout
Don't try to nip the hustle
This ain't California now
Baby down here in the south
We always keep a loaded round
Who gassed this boy up?
He got a motor mouth
When you got brodies round
The only time you showing out
I heard your motives out behind all of that talking loud
But I'mma let you talk
Cuz when I open up my mouth
I'mma bust your shoulder out
You thought that I'm a golden child?
Bitch I let you go then gun it
007 style
Don't get me wrong though now
I'm nice around you starting out
But once that disrespect hit
That respect shit over now
Like I said
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
Don't play dumb son
Tell me what's up now
Tone sound bummed
The fuck do you want now?
Don't give me the run 'round
Know what fake love sound like
Cause bitch that's what I grew up around
Giving no fucks now
Only gave one
Wasn't much then
But now hit a home run
All their dressers got dug out
Running up funds
From sun up to sundown
Bitch I'm the product
So the money can't run out
People tryna white out
Where they fucked up
Spent a long time down
Had to punch up
One hit and lights out
Now the funs up
So I'mma tell you right now
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
Opened up shop
I'm like a brick and mortar now
It's up and down your block
Name on every corner 'bout
Don't try to nip the hustle
This ain't California now
Baby down here in the south
We always keep a loaded round
Who gassed this boy up?
He got a motor mouth
When you got brodies round
The only time you showing out
I heard your motives out behind all of that talking loud
But I'mma let you talk
Cuz when I open up my mouth
I'mma bust your shoulder out
You thought that I'm a golden child?
Bitch I let you go then gun it
007 style
Don't get me wrong though now
I'm nice around you starting out
But once that disrespect hit
That respect shit over now
Like I said
It's one fuck
Per person
So don't fuck it up cause I can't reimburse it
Numbers flew up up
Where the birds is
Now the boy's stuck on their mind like bird shit
They say I lucked up
You certain?
They ain't see the young buck really put the work in
She know my bucks up
Bring her purse in just cause it match what she got on perfect
Credits
Writer(s): Roger Ramos
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