[Intro:]
Ya niggas be thanking niggas twist
Sweeten these streets
Y'all get it! Was really good
Y'all niggas get me how you say you get me
Ya nigga really drop it
And ya niggas think the city came tonight
You're trying to get rich out here, nigga!
You got money and all
You're trying to get money
You're trying to get money
Keep your motherfucker mouth shut
My own motherfucker business
Start adding, niggas!
If you wanna add a nigga
Smack a nigga when you see him!
Uh, Chris Brown drag niggas.. a round, bottle of promotions
Got your man on call, bitch, two phone Shawty!
Send it straight to the point, messengers, I ain't finessing
Your bitch with pussy ass and mojis
Real country boy, I never rode the subway
But my'your bitch way's bad like she's bossing about subway
SS niggas, we're Nazis! Shit! Boy, we got names for your hoe!
She took one look, and Louis had money
So how you gonna say that the bank gonna tear it?
Just started from the bottom, you're still ass niggas
Same coats, everyday carton, young nigga
I made shit moving like you're mad
Cause the daddy new job over made you change schools, my nigga!
Young boy looking fendy! Shit!
Twenty thirteen goes the way it dresses
So if you're really being a trap house, the one we can't address it
I don't write' with an employee
I don't need a Mercedes keys and a lot of receipt
I've been through this kitchen, boy
But I ain't never smelled pot
Need to get your mind right, bitch!
I see your bitch and all her friends
Standing by the entrance, always in the VIP
Shit! Check a 'trying to get attached to her silhouette
Got a new bitch!
Well you're guessing where your girlfriend
Let me guess! you're wrestling with your emotions
And I'm pushing you over the edges
It's paying with your head my nigga!
I pull up that slut chair, but you and me is different pedigrees
And I gotta spare like
Ya niggas be thanking niggas twist
Sweeten these streets
Y'all get it! Was really good
Y'all niggas get me how you say you get me
Ya nigga really drop it
And ya niggas think the city came tonight
You're trying to get rich out here, nigga!
You got money and all
You're trying to get money
You're trying to get money
Keep your motherfucker mouth shut
My own motherfucker business
Start adding, niggas!
If you wanna add a nigga
Smack a nigga when you see him!
Uh, Chris Brown drag niggas.. a round, bottle of promotions
Got your man on call, bitch, two phone Shawty!
Send it straight to the point, messengers, I ain't finessing
Your bitch with pussy ass and mojis
Real country boy, I never rode the subway
But my'your bitch way's bad like she's bossing about subway
SS niggas, we're Nazis! Shit! Boy, we got names for your hoe!
She took one look, and Louis had money
So how you gonna say that the bank gonna tear it?
Just started from the bottom, you're still ass niggas
Same coats, everyday carton, young nigga
I made shit moving like you're mad
Cause the daddy new job over made you change schools, my nigga!
Young boy looking fendy! Shit!
Twenty thirteen goes the way it dresses
So if you're really being a trap house, the one we can't address it
I don't write' with an employee
I don't need a Mercedes keys and a lot of receipt
I've been through this kitchen, boy
But I ain't never smelled pot
Need to get your mind right, bitch!
I see your bitch and all her friends
Standing by the entrance, always in the VIP
Shit! Check a 'trying to get attached to her silhouette
Got a new bitch!
Well you're guessing where your girlfriend
Let me guess! you're wrestling with your emotions
And I'm pushing you over the edges
It's paying with your head my nigga!
I pull up that slut chair, but you and me is different pedigrees
And I gotta spare like
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