[Intro]
Ay you already know who it is man, Pretty Boy’s on deck, yeah I said it man. You see a high rise on the left, shout out to West Oakland. You see the water front on the right, shout out West Berkeley, we getting it in. Ay man, I do what I want, every day. Ay man, show price is going up, running up, we doing every thing. Yeah like I said man, Pretty Boy’s in this bitch. Ay man, I know Lil B, you feel me?
[Verse 1]
Flexin’ Courtney money, and I look like Rick Ross (Figaro)
Flexin’ ten bitches and you know what it cost
Tiny shirts, tiny pants, bitches want the boss
I still got bitches, I look like Rick Ross (Figaro)
Flexin' Courtney money, bitch you know what it cost
Shouts out to my girls, I’m gon’ trick all them off
I might just trick on a bitch right now (Buy pussy)
I might buy a bitch, a car or a house (I buy pussy)
Fall in my trap, bitch, you know I’m so foul
Fucked her in the ass then I fucked her in the mouth
When you gettin’ money, bitches don’t make a sound
What bitch? You’re riding in the coupe (Figaro)
I know Lil B, he fucked my bitch too (Damn)
I know the Based God but he’s too rad
You niggas keep stealing swag, fuck you and your money
I’m a pretty bitch, I’m 2Pac and I’m thuggy
[Hook]
Flexin' Courtney money and I look like Rick Ross (x8)
[Verse 2]
Flexin’ true bitches and my life on the edge
Nigga, Quavo stole my swag, bitch, I don’t drink beer (Figaro)
Man, I might put hands on a bitch right now
Man, I might flash on a fuckin’ bitch right now
Man, I’m in the strip club stealin’ money off the floor
Put her in a bad position, take her pussy and I’m gone
Fuck these hoes need to get their priorities straight
Man, I just might take my young bitch on a date (I’m cool)
I might take your case, I’m not living straight
Bitch, twenty grand, so I’m starting to think that I’m Mase (Woo)
Child support me? Almost knocked the bitch out
Want a million in back child support? Ho I’m running in your house
Child support me? That’s the shit you don’t do
A lot of niggas stole my swag, bitch you don’t got the juice (Woo)
Seen a real nigga, bitch, I’m living proof
I know Lil B, bitch, what about you? (Based God)
Ay you already know who it is man, Pretty Boy’s on deck, yeah I said it man. You see a high rise on the left, shout out to West Oakland. You see the water front on the right, shout out West Berkeley, we getting it in. Ay man, I do what I want, every day. Ay man, show price is going up, running up, we doing every thing. Yeah like I said man, Pretty Boy’s in this bitch. Ay man, I know Lil B, you feel me?
[Verse 1]
Flexin’ Courtney money, and I look like Rick Ross (Figaro)
Flexin’ ten bitches and you know what it cost
Tiny shirts, tiny pants, bitches want the boss
I still got bitches, I look like Rick Ross (Figaro)
Flexin' Courtney money, bitch you know what it cost
Shouts out to my girls, I’m gon’ trick all them off
I might just trick on a bitch right now (Buy pussy)
I might buy a bitch, a car or a house (I buy pussy)
Fall in my trap, bitch, you know I’m so foul
Fucked her in the ass then I fucked her in the mouth
When you gettin’ money, bitches don’t make a sound
What bitch? You’re riding in the coupe (Figaro)
I know Lil B, he fucked my bitch too (Damn)
I know the Based God but he’s too rad
You niggas keep stealing swag, fuck you and your money
I’m a pretty bitch, I’m 2Pac and I’m thuggy
[Hook]
Flexin' Courtney money and I look like Rick Ross (x8)
[Verse 2]
Flexin’ true bitches and my life on the edge
Nigga, Quavo stole my swag, bitch, I don’t drink beer (Figaro)
Man, I might put hands on a bitch right now
Man, I might flash on a fuckin’ bitch right now
Man, I’m in the strip club stealin’ money off the floor
Put her in a bad position, take her pussy and I’m gone
Fuck these hoes need to get their priorities straight
Man, I just might take my young bitch on a date (I’m cool)
I might take your case, I’m not living straight
Bitch, twenty grand, so I’m starting to think that I’m Mase (Woo)
Child support me? Almost knocked the bitch out
Want a million in back child support? Ho I’m running in your house
Child support me? That’s the shit you don’t do
A lot of niggas stole my swag, bitch you don’t got the juice (Woo)
Seen a real nigga, bitch, I’m living proof
I know Lil B, bitch, what about you? (Based God)
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