[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on)
Yeah-yeah, okay, okay
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch hold me down, keep me safe and sound
Buss my lady down, like the Greyhound
Had that money count, I'm richer than your man
I do what I want, you do what you can
[Chorus]
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, it is what it is (Come on, come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, it is what it is (Come on, come on, come on)
Yeah-yeah, okay
[Verse]
Louie on my body startin' to think I am a feen
I don't even want your heart girl just tell me what you need
I got green like the Celtics, I'm playing for the team
I got 2 bad bitches tryna fuck that nigga Eem
It go one for the ho's, but it's two for the team
Give a damn 'bout that rap nigga beefin' through a screen
Rockin' purple like it's lean, think I'm finna go to sleep
All this purple on my body you would think I'm Grape Street
All this money in my head, only thing I wanna hear
Bitches wanna fuck the kid, bitches naggin' 'bout my kids
Why you scared to run it up? Money be your biggest fear
If I'm trappin' out the Benz, know the multi-million dollar is
So much money I could disappear
24, this bitch my year
Fuck that ho, she screamin' "Yeah"
I don't fit in wit' my peers
Niggas lame and niggas weird
Eat a coochie wit' a beard, think I'm finna grow a beard
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on)
Yeah-yeah, okay, okay
[Post-Chorus]
My bitch hold me down, keep me safe and sound
Buss my lady down, like the Greyhound
Had that money count, I'm richer than your man
I do what I want, you do what you can
[Chorus]
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay (Come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, it is what it is (Come on, come on, come on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, it is what it is (Come on, come on, come on)
Yeah-yeah, okay
[Verse]
Louie on my body startin' to think I am a feen
I don't even want your heart girl just tell me what you need
I got green like the Celtics, I'm playing for the team
I got 2 bad bitches tryna fuck that nigga Eem
It go one for the ho's, but it's two for the team
Give a damn 'bout that rap nigga beefin' through a screen
Rockin' purple like it's lean, think I'm finna go to sleep
All this purple on my body you would think I'm Grape Street
All this money in my head, only thing I wanna hear
Bitches wanna fuck the kid, bitches naggin' 'bout my kids
Why you scared to run it up? Money be your biggest fear
If I'm trappin' out the Benz, know the multi-million dollar is
So much money I could disappear
24, this bitch my year
Fuck that ho, she screamin' "Yeah"
I don't fit in wit' my peers
Niggas lame and niggas weird
Eat a coochie wit' a beard, think I'm finna grow a beard
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