[Intro: Cash Kidd]
Tuh, ooh (I like that, Anton)
Fuckin' on a bitch, got her ex starstruck
Cough in my cup, naw, this ain't Starbucks
Huh, ayy, yeah
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Cut her off 'cause she ain't text "good morning" to me, but I never respond
Bad bitch, but her friends weak, she carry the squad
Man, I'm tired of niggas lyin', let's go bury this guy
Throw a nigga in the trunk like he Larry the Lobster
I'ma blow if you lay hands like I'm reffin' for soccer
No, that ho can't move in, boy, stop beggin' your mama
Nigga finally got some pussy, turn to Batman and Robin
Loadin' up them Bitcoins, they compare me to Sonic
Ol' broke lil' dirty bum, I dare you to try me
I'ma wear it once, then it's gon' go to charity probably
Had a hundred percеnt faith, never cared if thеy doubted
Feel like Uncle Willie, boy, I step in Versace
We at 3K already just to straighten the shoes
I'm with ten bitches drunk, gettin' sworn by the pool
New crib ducked off, on the porch with the tool
I keep buyin' space like my phone storage too full
Buy his cappin' ass a Nextel, I know he gon' boost
Broke bitch, stank pussy, I'll ho me a few
Nigga talkin' super gangster when he come to the booth
Got caught, still told like he thuggin' in boots
Big Chrome Heart jeans damn near cover the shoes
Man, it's so easy to steal, now my clothes really loose
Catch him lackin', flip his bucket like custodian rooms
I used to think a bitch the biggest ho I know, but it's you, pussy
Tuh, ooh (I like that, Anton)
Fuckin' on a bitch, got her ex starstruck
Cough in my cup, naw, this ain't Starbucks
Huh, ayy, yeah
[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
Cut her off 'cause she ain't text "good morning" to me, but I never respond
Bad bitch, but her friends weak, she carry the squad
Man, I'm tired of niggas lyin', let's go bury this guy
Throw a nigga in the trunk like he Larry the Lobster
I'ma blow if you lay hands like I'm reffin' for soccer
No, that ho can't move in, boy, stop beggin' your mama
Nigga finally got some pussy, turn to Batman and Robin
Loadin' up them Bitcoins, they compare me to Sonic
Ol' broke lil' dirty bum, I dare you to try me
I'ma wear it once, then it's gon' go to charity probably
Had a hundred percеnt faith, never cared if thеy doubted
Feel like Uncle Willie, boy, I step in Versace
We at 3K already just to straighten the shoes
I'm with ten bitches drunk, gettin' sworn by the pool
New crib ducked off, on the porch with the tool
I keep buyin' space like my phone storage too full
Buy his cappin' ass a Nextel, I know he gon' boost
Broke bitch, stank pussy, I'll ho me a few
Nigga talkin' super gangster when he come to the booth
Got caught, still told like he thuggin' in boots
Big Chrome Heart jeans damn near cover the shoes
Man, it's so easy to steal, now my clothes really loose
Catch him lackin', flip his bucket like custodian rooms
I used to think a bitch the biggest ho I know, but it's you, pussy
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