B’s Up Rucci

[Intro]
Rucci, ayy
Aw, go, go, go, go
Ayy, ayy, ayy (What you say? Go, go)

[Pre-Chorus]
Way I been living, people say I need Jesus (I need Jesus)
I be out my mind, I don't need drugs (I don't need drugs)
But I don't think twice when I'm geeked up (Ayy, go)
First lick, did my shit, I ain't freeze up (Ayy, go, go, go)

[Chorus]
Bi-bitch tryna smoke all my weed up (Smoke all my weed up)
Make a opp-bitch throw the B up (B up)
Call her baby daddy, gon' get beat up (Gon' get beat up)
I just need money, I don't need ya (Go, go)
Bi-bitch tryna smoke all my weed up (Smoke all my weed up)
Make a opp-bitch throw the B up (I see you, I see you, woo)
Call her baby daddy, gon' get beat up (Gon' get beat up)
I just need money, I don't need ya (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
Way I been living, I ain't really have no chill (What?)
This my last album, then it's motho' fuckin' deal (I'm back)
Making bad decisions, had to put down them pills (Okay)
I put the homie on 'cause he kept his lips sealed (Ayy, ayy, shh)
Zaza puffin' (What?), rеal life thuggin' (What?)
Bad bitch fuckin' (Okay), really getting monеy (Ooh)
Her choppa by my tummy (Grahh), a problem out in public (Ooh)
Ain't never gave a fuck, so fuck— (Ooh, what? So fuck)
You know what I'm on (Go, go)
Riding 'round, windows down, with my B'd up (With my B'd up)
This an F-Sport nigga, keep up (Nigga, keep up)
Her check on my neck, so my heat tucked (So my heat tucked)
Every time I drop, I fuck the streets up (I fuck the streets up)