[Intro]
MIA JAY C
Yeah, yeah, come on man (You cut up on this one, JAY C)
This shit getting too easy
It ain't on me, it's in me man, come on
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Hol' on
I'm in Saks wit' a strap and a loaf on me
Niggas wasn't there when I was broke, I was so lonely
And I don't do no new friends, these all lil' homies
Everywhere I fucking go, I got a pole on me
I'm in the booth with a strap on me right now
Bitch you see the bezle on my wrist how you like me now?
Too many hundreds in my jeans, I can't even count
How the fuck you got a BBL and I ain't seen it bounce?
[Verse]
I was getting cold outside I brought my heater out
'Member I was broke, my bank account it got me cheesin' now
Hella niggas double backing for that feature now
Mack bitch bad like Rubi Rose and we eatin' out
Like don't be freakin' out, perkie got me tweakin' out
Damn, bitch, you pretty in the face, can I eat you out?
I don't wanna hear that talking, put it in your mouth
Remember I ain't had shit, I had to figure it out
Niggas hated on me 'cause they knew that I was him
Took like 30 bands and threw that shit up in the wind
I got hundred shots anytime we in the Benz
Bitch, all I got is me, I don't do no friends
Nigga I was born with it
Quick to cut a rat off 'cause we don't condone snitching
Nigga said he giving smoke, tell him ‘Bitch, come on with it’
Bitch, I'm my own man, don't look up to no nigga, I ain't lying
Keep it on me, I can't be like all these other niggas dying
Police asking hella questions, better know how to keep quiet
I put a switch up on the Glockie and a silencer
Pressing buttons in the Lamborghini, I'm like how this work?
Turn this bitch into a nasty bitch, I taught her how to squirt
Cashapped her five thousand, told her she ain't got work
Couple groupie bitches getting naked at my concert
I popped the perkie, turned to a monster
I don’ poured up in so many sprites, I need a sponsor
Came a long way from ramen noodles, chimichangas
Since a youngin', I been 'bout a buck like Giannis
Bitch, you know that ain't yo' real butt, let's be honest
She said she gon’ let me fuck, baby, promise
She so insecure, she going through all of my comments
Bitch, I been having money
And that's without a deal
I'm cold-hearted, I don't give a fuck 'bout how you feel
MIA JAY C
Yeah, yeah, come on man (You cut up on this one, JAY C)
This shit getting too easy
It ain't on me, it's in me man, come on
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Hol' on
I'm in Saks wit' a strap and a loaf on me
Niggas wasn't there when I was broke, I was so lonely
And I don't do no new friends, these all lil' homies
Everywhere I fucking go, I got a pole on me
I'm in the booth with a strap on me right now
Bitch you see the bezle on my wrist how you like me now?
Too many hundreds in my jeans, I can't even count
How the fuck you got a BBL and I ain't seen it bounce?
[Verse]
I was getting cold outside I brought my heater out
'Member I was broke, my bank account it got me cheesin' now
Hella niggas double backing for that feature now
Mack bitch bad like Rubi Rose and we eatin' out
Like don't be freakin' out, perkie got me tweakin' out
Damn, bitch, you pretty in the face, can I eat you out?
I don't wanna hear that talking, put it in your mouth
Remember I ain't had shit, I had to figure it out
Niggas hated on me 'cause they knew that I was him
Took like 30 bands and threw that shit up in the wind
I got hundred shots anytime we in the Benz
Bitch, all I got is me, I don't do no friends
Nigga I was born with it
Quick to cut a rat off 'cause we don't condone snitching
Nigga said he giving smoke, tell him ‘Bitch, come on with it’
Bitch, I'm my own man, don't look up to no nigga, I ain't lying
Keep it on me, I can't be like all these other niggas dying
Police asking hella questions, better know how to keep quiet
I put a switch up on the Glockie and a silencer
Pressing buttons in the Lamborghini, I'm like how this work?
Turn this bitch into a nasty bitch, I taught her how to squirt
Cashapped her five thousand, told her she ain't got work
Couple groupie bitches getting naked at my concert
I popped the perkie, turned to a monster
I don’ poured up in so many sprites, I need a sponsor
Came a long way from ramen noodles, chimichangas
Since a youngin', I been 'bout a buck like Giannis
Bitch, you know that ain't yo' real butt, let's be honest
She said she gon’ let me fuck, baby, promise
She so insecure, she going through all of my comments
Bitch, I been having money
And that's without a deal
I'm cold-hearted, I don't give a fuck 'bout how you feel
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