[Intro: Pif]
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
Ayy
[Verse 1: Pif]
I can't help it, I'm the shit and with the shit (Oh yeah)
And I'ma still be the same if I'm broke or I'm rich (Bitch)
If you broke, I got a glitch (Oh yeah), I feel like Money Makin' Mitch (Bang)
I wasn't raised to be a bitch (Ayy), it's too much paper I can get (Ayy, ayy)
You probably hate me 'bout a bit, you can't take it, need to quit (Fuck 'em)
I can't help it, life a bitch, cut your throat, slit your wrist (Baow)
Play your position, run up a check, flex in they face, show 'em you next (Ayy)
Shawty, I don't mean no disrespect, but every day, I gotta, I gotta (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Red Dot]
Applyin' pressure like I'm Omar from the fuckin' Wire (Yeah)
Like I'm Deebo on a Friday (Yeah), took your chain and hit the highway (Yeah)
My niggas cutthroat, play no games (No), it's my way or the highway (Yeah)
Got my bitches loadin' the rental, hittin' the fuckin' highway (Hahaha)
Cookin' Granddaddy, that Diesel, yeah, I keep that high grade (What?)
Got my lil' cousin in the projects servin' them packs like all day (Yeah)
Extended clip and .223, yeah, nigga, that's my Allstate
Applyin' pressure on you stalkers 'cause you niggas all take
[Verse 3: Starlito]
You know I'm strapped up always, pull up in front your driveway
Out the window sideways, let's do it right now, why wait?
Naw, fuck the bullshit, that's lame, I'm just tryna get paid
Told her believe what she wanna, I ain't got time to explain
Where the check or what we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?)
Everybody broke again, when the pandemic hit, y'all niggas was ballin' out (Haha)
We sittin' on the weight to cause a drought (Yeah)
And them young niggas with me want all the plays, from whole things to small amounts (Grindhard)
Stepbrothers for life, naw, we ain't fallin' out, that's family ties
Niggas know they ain't seein' us, guess it don't hurt to fantasize
Did a show, security all surprised 'cause we brought our fire
Pocket rocket, also got them choppers 'bout my daughter size
Turn up on 'em, long live my guy Pif (Yeah)
My brother's keeper, right or wrong, I'm ridin' with who I ride with
Good luck with that, you think 'bout tryin' Trip
Bro got suppressors and shit, they say it be the quiet ones (Shh, pew-pew)
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
Ayy
[Verse 1: Pif]
I can't help it, I'm the shit and with the shit (Oh yeah)
And I'ma still be the same if I'm broke or I'm rich (Bitch)
If you broke, I got a glitch (Oh yeah), I feel like Money Makin' Mitch (Bang)
I wasn't raised to be a bitch (Ayy), it's too much paper I can get (Ayy, ayy)
You probably hate me 'bout a bit, you can't take it, need to quit (Fuck 'em)
I can't help it, life a bitch, cut your throat, slit your wrist (Baow)
Play your position, run up a check, flex in they face, show 'em you next (Ayy)
Shawty, I don't mean no disrespect, but every day, I gotta, I gotta (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Red Dot]
Applyin' pressure like I'm Omar from the fuckin' Wire (Yeah)
Like I'm Deebo on a Friday (Yeah), took your chain and hit the highway (Yeah)
My niggas cutthroat, play no games (No), it's my way or the highway (Yeah)
Got my bitches loadin' the rental, hittin' the fuckin' highway (Hahaha)
Cookin' Granddaddy, that Diesel, yeah, I keep that high grade (What?)
Got my lil' cousin in the projects servin' them packs like all day (Yeah)
Extended clip and .223, yeah, nigga, that's my Allstate
Applyin' pressure on you stalkers 'cause you niggas all take
[Verse 3: Starlito]
You know I'm strapped up always, pull up in front your driveway
Out the window sideways, let's do it right now, why wait?
Naw, fuck the bullshit, that's lame, I'm just tryna get paid
Told her believe what she wanna, I ain't got time to explain
Where the check or what we talkin' 'bout? (What we talkin' 'bout?)
Everybody broke again, when the pandemic hit, y'all niggas was ballin' out (Haha)
We sittin' on the weight to cause a drought (Yeah)
And them young niggas with me want all the plays, from whole things to small amounts (Grindhard)
Stepbrothers for life, naw, we ain't fallin' out, that's family ties
Niggas know they ain't seein' us, guess it don't hurt to fantasize
Did a show, security all surprised 'cause we brought our fire
Pocket rocket, also got them choppers 'bout my daughter size
Turn up on 'em, long live my guy Pif (Yeah)
My brother's keeper, right or wrong, I'm ridin' with who I ride with
Good luck with that, you think 'bout tryin' Trip
Bro got suppressors and shit, they say it be the quiet ones (Shh, pew-pew)
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