[Intro: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Lil' bitch, we get busy
Grrah
Yeah, yeah
Get money
With my nigga Bizz'
Bizzy
(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)
Yeah
[Chorus: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Runnin' up that bank, we get busy, motion be the business
Bitch, I'm young and turnt, I'm on the way, I'm like the biggest sentence
Take that nigga bitch, get in the mouth just like I was a dentist
We run up that cake, these niggas hate because they know we winnin'
Bitch, I got my pole in every state, so I ain't nеver trippin' (Rrah)
Niggas only love me in my facе, that's 'cause they know I'm winnin'
We be fuckin' hours off this Perc' and she love every minute
She told me I could nut anywhere, her face is where I finish
Yeah, she a nasty ho, that lil' bitch a freak
Beat her down and then I kick her out, that lil' bitch for the streets
Bitch, I wake up, chase that money, do that seven days a week
He ain't tryna get no money, he a dummy, that boy geek
Uh, these niggas pussy, yeah, they broke, just tryna beef
Uh, opps don't say my name up in these songs 'cause I'ma tweak (Rrah)
Uh, bitch, we in the trenches, we still trappin' out the East
We got Cutters, we got Hats, and we got P's, what you need?
Lil' bitch, we get busy
Grrah
Yeah, yeah
Get money
With my nigga Bizz'
Bizzy
(Xair, let me get that motherfucker)
Yeah
[Chorus: Luh Tyler & Bizzy Banks]
Runnin' up that bank, we get busy, motion be the business
Bitch, I'm young and turnt, I'm on the way, I'm like the biggest sentence
Take that nigga bitch, get in the mouth just like I was a dentist
We run up that cake, these niggas hate because they know we winnin'
Bitch, I got my pole in every state, so I ain't nеver trippin' (Rrah)
Niggas only love me in my facе, that's 'cause they know I'm winnin'
We be fuckin' hours off this Perc' and she love every minute
She told me I could nut anywhere, her face is where I finish
Yeah, she a nasty ho, that lil' bitch a freak
Beat her down and then I kick her out, that lil' bitch for the streets
Bitch, I wake up, chase that money, do that seven days a week
He ain't tryna get no money, he a dummy, that boy geek
Uh, these niggas pussy, yeah, they broke, just tryna beef
Uh, opps don't say my name up in these songs 'cause I'ma tweak (Rrah)
Uh, bitch, we in the trenches, we still trappin' out the East
We got Cutters, we got Hats, and we got P's, what you need?
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