Glitch Buddy (Ft. Tinashe)

[Verse 1: Buddy]
Oh, oh, oh, shit, system got a glitch (Oh, shit), bitch
Money comin' in, it got an itch (Yeah), bitch
Every day you know I'm gettin' rich (Rich), bitch (Money)
Niggas hatin', I don't give a shit (Fuck it), bitch (Fuck it)
Guilty conscience, I ain't innocent (Yeah), yeah
Tryna make a nigga cease and desist (Ayy, never)
I command your bitch (Ooh), I Saran the whip (Ah)
I demand some chips (Yeah), I'm bringin' the clips (Ah)
My backend flip, I hang 'round some Crips (Shh)
Some Bloods, pimps, some thugs, yuh, sup?

[Chorus: Buddy & Tinashe]
Oh yeah, that's right (That's right)
Oh, yeah, that's right, oh yeah, that's right
You goddamn right (Damn right)
Oh yeah, that's right, oh yeah, that's right
We don't play nice (Play nice)
Oh yeah, that's right, oh yeah, that's right
Just raise my price (Price)
Oh yeah, that's right, oh yeah, that's right

[Post-Chorus: Buddy and Tinashe]
Money bags, cash, cars, clothes
Hunnid racks stack tall, woah
Money bags, cash, cars, clothes
Hunnid racks stack tall, woah