[Intro: Nettspend]
(Yeah, uh, yeah you, yeah uh, uh yeah)
(Yeah you, yeah you, oh)
[Verse 1: Nettspend]
Yeah, I'm sixteen making more money than you do (Uh, uh)
And I'm tryna fuck that
Take you out of state, they don't treat you like I do
And I know you fucking know that
Yeah, I'm sixteen making more money than you do
And you can't even hold that
She was looking sexy at the club, yeah, as she do and she gon' fucking throw it back
Yeah, yeah, this girl Rihanna, she just wanna make it work
Bitch tryna go ahead hoe like, like nada, she just wanna know like Nett got the gwala
She just wanna make it work
[Verse 2: jtxpo]
Yeah, we outside thе [?] getting gwala
Seen thot up by the function tryna holla
Nigga that a carpet, nigga that shit is nada
Nigga wants thе bullets in his Honda
He was speaking on my brother, so I popped him
If that nigga want a feat, it's gonna cost him
I might roll another blunt, I'm tryna spark some
And you can't be mad at me, my brother chopped 'em
No, you can't be mad at me, I'm off, bruh
All that talking got you looking like you soft, bruh
Bitch I’m jugging your purse, sense it all (Yuh)
(Yeah, uh, yeah you, yeah uh, uh yeah)
(Yeah you, yeah you, oh)
[Verse 1: Nettspend]
Yeah, I'm sixteen making more money than you do (Uh, uh)
And I'm tryna fuck that
Take you out of state, they don't treat you like I do
And I know you fucking know that
Yeah, I'm sixteen making more money than you do
And you can't even hold that
She was looking sexy at the club, yeah, as she do and she gon' fucking throw it back
Yeah, yeah, this girl Rihanna, she just wanna make it work
Bitch tryna go ahead hoe like, like nada, she just wanna know like Nett got the gwala
She just wanna make it work
[Verse 2: jtxpo]
Yeah, we outside thе [?] getting gwala
Seen thot up by the function tryna holla
Nigga that a carpet, nigga that shit is nada
Nigga wants thе bullets in his Honda
He was speaking on my brother, so I popped him
If that nigga want a feat, it's gonna cost him
I might roll another blunt, I'm tryna spark some
And you can't be mad at me, my brother chopped 'em
No, you can't be mad at me, I'm off, bruh
All that talking got you looking like you soft, bruh
Bitch I’m jugging your purse, sense it all (Yuh)
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