IDK IT DEPENDS

Whoo
Whoo
Whoo whoo whoo whoo

I put my hoe in demand
Treat her like more than a fan
I just did a show in Japan, now I'm hoe'n again
I said I wouldn't do it no more, but these bitches be gone again
Cause I'm scoring again, Balenci can't hold up my pants by the belt
But it's too many bands
And I'm pouring again
My cup feelin empty as fuck at this point I might do it again
I don't know it depends, no, it depends
I don't know it depends, I don't know, it depends
I got bitches on, bitches, they hoe'n again
From the flight to the yacht, I be flowing again
I got money on me like it's snowing again
I be owning my shit, I don't know it's a rent
All this merchandise I don't even know what to spend
I'm so high I'm with God and we floating again, again
I'm floating again, shit, I just floatin again
I'm so high with God, and I'm floating again
Whoa, whoa, whoa

After the radio show I booked me a flight to LA
At this point gotta get off the road
Too many folks leeching off of my energy, naw I can't do it no more
I can't do it no more, I can't do it no more
If you know me for real, I've been doing the most
Catch me backstage with a bottle with Henny
Blacked out and I'm doing the show
Hunnid band, hunnid band, hunnid band, hunnid band
Throw this shit up, they ain't seeing the flow
Hop in the phantom or hop in the limbo
I skirt out so fast, all you see was this ghost
Got me switching my plans, same way I be switching these lanes
I don't know what to do with these lames
What happened to buddy?
He had a little wave, now he gotta charge it to the game

I put my hoe in demand
Treat her like more than a fan
I just did a show in Japan, Now I'm hoe'n again
I said I wouldn't do it no more, but these bitches be gone again
Cause I'm scoring again, Balenci can't hold up my pants by the belt
But it's too many bands and I'm pouring again
My cup empty as fuck at this point I might do it again
I don't know it depends
Know it depends
I don't know it depends
I don't know it depends
I got bitches on bitches, they hoe'n again
From the flight to the yacht, I be flowing again
I got money on me like it's snowing again
I be owning my shit, I don't know it's a rent
All this merchandise I don't even know what to spend
I'm so high with God and we floating again



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Writer(s): Daijon Davis
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