Button On Da Back
Hm, yeah nigga
Money Train shit
Ghost
Distributin' all this power, nigga, gotta nigga seein' stars
Bout to have these labels lock it in, the way I'm rappin' bars
Baby say she love me, whole time, it ain't goin' far
I just want your head, baby girl, Ion want yo heart
Stackin' these crispy ass dubs, baby, pinks and blues too
Out in Chinatown, talkin' numbers, with Ming Wu
Serving so much smack, damn near, caught the bird flu
Brudder bang the 5, so I'm dripped down in Virgil
Doin' petty dealins', wonder why I ain't served you
Uhhh, all that pillow talkin',bad bitch, don't deserve you
You see me, I'm poppin' my shit, Money Train Gang, so lit
Bad bitch deserve a 10, doin' gymnastics on my shit
Randy Savage on this bitch, I'm taking yo bitch all to Pound Town
Quarterbackin' all these plays, coulda played for Cleveland Browns
Got an Indian buddy, buying zaps, so I'm pushin' pounds
I brung it in wit the round, I'm servin' in public crowds
My yung niggas got them rounds, wit a button on back of that bih
You would think he servin' BBLs, by the way, he shake that switch
I'm so lit, I ain't gonna talk you down, I coulda played for the Knicks
Ball like Jalen Brunson, she say she don't know who I'm is, I'm fittin' in
Gettin' all this money, send you on a trip, just you and yo friends
Need a loyal bitch to soften me up, so I can buss these bands
Baby girl, I use my hands, I ain't nothin' like yo last nigga
If you let me hit to quick, I'm gon' put you in da pass wit him
You think I know somethin' bout gymnastics, way I be bag flippin'
Twin ain't fuckin' wit niggas, tuck y'all chains, cuz I'm takin' pendants
I said I was gon' dump a hunnit bows, and I fuckin' meant it
Don't play wit opps, every block they on, we gon' fuckin' bend it
Drank sippa, baby, I'm that nigga, foreign whip tipper
You can get it quicker, If you fuck with me, hope you a big spender
She just wanna leave that lame alone, she wanna big winner
This a real chicken dinner, got it all of bein' a sinner, bae
Yes, I'm slurrin' words and dozin' off, lil' bitch, I'm sippin' Qua
But when the bag in, I'm on point, I'm runnin' reds, I neva miss a play
Baby bro ain't tryna to drop no hits, when he got baby Drac
I'm baggin' up and recordin', I'm tryna to make a real trap tape
He called late, I'ma still shoot, gotta catch Nate
I been abusin' juice, naw, real heavy, foe 4days straight
Hit a nigga on the dice like, uh, there go 4-trey
I'm givin' deals on all this shit like it's the holidays
My yung niggas got them rounds, wit a button on back of that bih
You would think he servin' BBLs, by the way, he shake that switch
I'm so lit, I ain't gonna talk you down, I coulda played for the Knicks
Ball like Jalen Brunson, she say she don't know who I'm is, I'm fittin' in
Gettin' all this money, send you on a trip, just you and yo friends
Need a loyal bitch to soften me up, so I can buss these bands
Baby girl, I use my hands, I ain't nothin' like yo last nigga
If you let me hit to quick, I'm gon' put you in da pass wit him
Money Train shit
Ghost
Distributin' all this power, nigga, gotta nigga seein' stars
Bout to have these labels lock it in, the way I'm rappin' bars
Baby say she love me, whole time, it ain't goin' far
I just want your head, baby girl, Ion want yo heart
Stackin' these crispy ass dubs, baby, pinks and blues too
Out in Chinatown, talkin' numbers, with Ming Wu
Serving so much smack, damn near, caught the bird flu
Brudder bang the 5, so I'm dripped down in Virgil
Doin' petty dealins', wonder why I ain't served you
Uhhh, all that pillow talkin',bad bitch, don't deserve you
You see me, I'm poppin' my shit, Money Train Gang, so lit
Bad bitch deserve a 10, doin' gymnastics on my shit
Randy Savage on this bitch, I'm taking yo bitch all to Pound Town
Quarterbackin' all these plays, coulda played for Cleveland Browns
Got an Indian buddy, buying zaps, so I'm pushin' pounds
I brung it in wit the round, I'm servin' in public crowds
My yung niggas got them rounds, wit a button on back of that bih
You would think he servin' BBLs, by the way, he shake that switch
I'm so lit, I ain't gonna talk you down, I coulda played for the Knicks
Ball like Jalen Brunson, she say she don't know who I'm is, I'm fittin' in
Gettin' all this money, send you on a trip, just you and yo friends
Need a loyal bitch to soften me up, so I can buss these bands
Baby girl, I use my hands, I ain't nothin' like yo last nigga
If you let me hit to quick, I'm gon' put you in da pass wit him
You think I know somethin' bout gymnastics, way I be bag flippin'
Twin ain't fuckin' wit niggas, tuck y'all chains, cuz I'm takin' pendants
I said I was gon' dump a hunnit bows, and I fuckin' meant it
Don't play wit opps, every block they on, we gon' fuckin' bend it
Drank sippa, baby, I'm that nigga, foreign whip tipper
You can get it quicker, If you fuck with me, hope you a big spender
She just wanna leave that lame alone, she wanna big winner
This a real chicken dinner, got it all of bein' a sinner, bae
Yes, I'm slurrin' words and dozin' off, lil' bitch, I'm sippin' Qua
But when the bag in, I'm on point, I'm runnin' reds, I neva miss a play
Baby bro ain't tryna to drop no hits, when he got baby Drac
I'm baggin' up and recordin', I'm tryna to make a real trap tape
He called late, I'ma still shoot, gotta catch Nate
I been abusin' juice, naw, real heavy, foe 4days straight
Hit a nigga on the dice like, uh, there go 4-trey
I'm givin' deals on all this shit like it's the holidays
My yung niggas got them rounds, wit a button on back of that bih
You would think he servin' BBLs, by the way, he shake that switch
I'm so lit, I ain't gonna talk you down, I coulda played for the Knicks
Ball like Jalen Brunson, she say she don't know who I'm is, I'm fittin' in
Gettin' all this money, send you on a trip, just you and yo friends
Need a loyal bitch to soften me up, so I can buss these bands
Baby girl, I use my hands, I ain't nothin' like yo last nigga
If you let me hit to quick, I'm gon' put you in da pass wit him
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Writer(s): Malik Mayfield, Domonique Criss
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