[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Shawty swing my way, and the sex ain't as good as you made it out to be
No one special like I need to play the story
Mowed over this gold for all y'all
Boy you mean to tell me, thought your bitch wouldn't cheat?
The ho beat my dick like paper over paper
Cover up my paper like the smart kid I'm giving you a test nigga
Boy I was PMSin' the period's almost over
I ain't got to see you after this we all got different schedules nigga
High school I fucked the baddest bitch at my high school
After high school I still had obligations like a man, but we cool
I'm cooler than the draft that yo man practiced eating out of his hand like a Giraffe
While I'm thinking what I'm finna' do dinner, and babe pick, like the draft
I just want that bitch that used to text during class
JK we ain't wifing these hoes, JK but bitch we ain't friends to you I'm just boy
Compound words ain't to be blurted out, she left her man to fuck a noun
Now move your mouth slow like you tryna' sound it out
Money I been spending, bonds I severed
Relationships getting worse boy, ties getting surfed
And aye counting, counting, I been counting
So let me give a update to all the niggas still bumping counting
[Hook]
One year til' we dead my nigga, two twins done counted all the bread my nigga
A hundred thousand racks I spent my nigga
Peekin' outside where I reside only result fire
Oh nigga, oh nigga they like Bank$ you different now, I'm like oh nigga
Oh nigga, oh nigga what I said "Calendars is dead forget about that ho nigga"
Shawty swing my way, and the sex ain't as good as you made it out to be
No one special like I need to play the story
Mowed over this gold for all y'all
Boy you mean to tell me, thought your bitch wouldn't cheat?
The ho beat my dick like paper over paper
Cover up my paper like the smart kid I'm giving you a test nigga
Boy I was PMSin' the period's almost over
I ain't got to see you after this we all got different schedules nigga
High school I fucked the baddest bitch at my high school
After high school I still had obligations like a man, but we cool
I'm cooler than the draft that yo man practiced eating out of his hand like a Giraffe
While I'm thinking what I'm finna' do dinner, and babe pick, like the draft
I just want that bitch that used to text during class
JK we ain't wifing these hoes, JK but bitch we ain't friends to you I'm just boy
Compound words ain't to be blurted out, she left her man to fuck a noun
Now move your mouth slow like you tryna' sound it out
Money I been spending, bonds I severed
Relationships getting worse boy, ties getting surfed
And aye counting, counting, I been counting
So let me give a update to all the niggas still bumping counting
[Hook]
One year til' we dead my nigga, two twins done counted all the bread my nigga
A hundred thousand racks I spent my nigga
Peekin' outside where I reside only result fire
Oh nigga, oh nigga they like Bank$ you different now, I'm like oh nigga
Oh nigga, oh nigga what I said "Calendars is dead forget about that ho nigga"
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