moneyflu
They be like, boy you smooth, like the diamonds, I like the baby blue
We blowin' gas, we smokin' Pikachu, Pockets nun' what you do
Man I'm spendin' hella
Think I got the spending flu, Year 18 was hard for me, but year 19 gon' be the view
No one come look over, don't come look over, Dressed up in Nova
Life better when you older, but I'm still young and I'm still doing shit
Point A to Point B, back then never had drip, when you look at me you see fashion jeans
Bitch, I'm pushin' 19, and I got two keys
I ain't never had no bitches, now I got feezs
I got two white bitches that want come and kick it with me
Shit these hoes, they been on model shit
Yeah this hoe, a model bitch, and we fucking til' tomorrow bitch
Niggas wanna talk about feelings
Huh, lil' nigga go bottle it, lil' nigga go bottle it lil' nigga go bottle it
Lil' nigga go get, get some money, New year, new you, quote-unquote you funny
These hoes steady causin' problems, I'ma ship this ho to Harlem
I'ma ship this hoe to Russia
I still love her, please don't rush us, that shit still goin' in process
What if I said I got a mill, what's up, huh, huh, what's up, huh
WWhat you gon' do with that money
Huh, drug, huh, huh, plug boutta be too rich, huh, plug
Huh, bitch, I know I sag my jeans I ain't no thug
Huh, huh, in my room, I got chrome Hearts on my rug, yeah, yeah, nigga love
Bitch, I fuckin' need your love
We blowin' gas, we smokin' Pikachu, Pockets nun' what you do
Man I'm spendin' hella
Think I got the spending flu, Year 18 was hard for me, but year 19 gon' be the view
No one come look over, don't come look over, Dressed up in Nova
Life better when you older, but I'm still young and I'm still doing shit
Point A to Point B, back then never had drip, when you look at me you see fashion jeans
Bitch, I'm pushin' 19, and I got two keys
I ain't never had no bitches, now I got feezs
I got two white bitches that want come and kick it with me
Shit these hoes, they been on model shit
Yeah this hoe, a model bitch, and we fucking til' tomorrow bitch
Niggas wanna talk about feelings
Huh, lil' nigga go bottle it, lil' nigga go bottle it lil' nigga go bottle it
Lil' nigga go get, get some money, New year, new you, quote-unquote you funny
These hoes steady causin' problems, I'ma ship this ho to Harlem
I'ma ship this hoe to Russia
I still love her, please don't rush us, that shit still goin' in process
What if I said I got a mill, what's up, huh, huh, what's up, huh
WWhat you gon' do with that money
Huh, drug, huh, huh, plug boutta be too rich, huh, plug
Huh, bitch, I know I sag my jeans I ain't no thug
Huh, huh, in my room, I got chrome Hearts on my rug, yeah, yeah, nigga love
Bitch, I fuckin' need your love
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Writer(s): Jeff Henley
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