Riley Dont Trick

It's what you do You meet a girl you take her out to dinner
But you're not paying the girl you're paying the restaurant
But I'm paying which makes her a ho
Why don't I just give her the money
I was gonna spend on dinner?
And that ho can go grocery shopping
Nah for real
On Kingsley
And what did you do again
I'm in uh sales

I ain't never been no trick
I ain't never paid for that shit
You ain't heard how good I fuck
I should charge you for dick
But you give it up for free
I might give da bitch some weed
Now I feel like Cardi B
Better be careful with me

Now my phone full of missed calls
It's them junkies getting withdrawals
They can't believe that I got a job
They say how he is he a lifeguard
He ain't saving bitches at all
Make em smile
Lil Duval
And he ain't doing no work
Getting paid to look at bitches in bras
I got drugs in my body
This shit kicking like karate
I got cornrows like Yachty
I ain't got money for nobody

I ain't got shit for you
I'm petty
I got a newborn and I'm daddy
Now I'm back paying for pampers and
I gotta pay for my habit

I'm a fuck her then vanish
I'm a fake trick goddammit
I want pussy not a family
I just hope the bitch understand me
Let me get back to my method
They know I'm the man like method
Met the plug around seat pleasant
Now my trap jump like rabbits

I don't take offense to nothing
With my side bitches in public
I don't care if I get busted
Cause I'm probably already busted
On Cali they really some suckers
I might slide through in a bucket
With my arms out like I'm hugging
I be shooting like a jumper

44 like Wendy's
Heard a nigga ratting like Minnie
I grew up on JC Penney's
I touch bricks like a chimney
I will always love like Whitney
Serving all day like Denny's
And I be on Army time
1738 like Remy

Tell a fuck nigga pay homage
He'll get booked like he in colledge
Or it's a rap like an omelet
You get served like Omarion
I only got a couple problems
They keep lyin like Mufasa
Beat a nigga like a pinata
Bout my green like a cucumber

Let a nigga run in my house
On ARod is going down
We'll surround him like sound
Man he ain't making a sound
He was sweating like James Brown
Ain't not one rat allowed
And I'm still rocking for bounce
And I'm still still still still

That's how it starts you know
Taking bitches out to eat
Meals and what not
Next thing you know
You wake up in a rest haven for hoes
A sanctuary for scandalous skeezers and stunts