Tryna get a bag so I'm servin' off this dope
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
I want a Jag and a brand new Ferarri
Get a Glock on my waist if somebody wanna try me
Been smokin' weed, crushin' pills, poppin' molly
I pull up to your function and shut down the party
Sniff up the caine and take off like a rocket
Bitches all up on me cause the money in the pocket
Stackin' my bread but won't say how I got it
Dirty money like my faygo stuffed in my wallet
Tryna get a bag so I'm servin' off this dope
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
You can stay the night if you want to (If you want to)
You can come and take a ride if you want to (If you want to)
Rollin' up, blowin' smoke out the sunroof
Ayy, baby girl, you know I want you
I can feel the tension
And she can feel it too
Say you like attention
Baby, whatchu wanna do?
Who else got my flow? Who else got my hits?
Who else got your hoe? Who else got the drip?
They hand me the pen, I'm not signin' it
Polo 'round the neck, X'd out eyelids
Say you wanna be with me, now tell me what you mean
I can't understand a word you say off the beans
Ghostface Pussy Killah, make the bitch cream
You ain't f*ckin' with the team, put that on everything
Oh, whoa, I'm a hoe, I'm a hoe
I'm a slut for the money, do anything for the dough
I got tens, I got twenties, I got fifties on the floor
I get money, I need cash, I need you to pay me back moe, whoa
Do I really need to prove shit more?
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Tryna get a bag so I'm servin' off this dope
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
I want a Jag and a brand new Ferarri
Get a Glock on my waist if somebody wanna try me
Been smokin' weed, crushin' pills, poppin' molly
I pull up to your function and shut down the party
Sniff up the caine and take off like a rocket
Bitches all up on me cause the money in the pocket
Stackin' my bread but won't say how I got it
Dirty money like my faygo stuffed in my wallet
Tryna get a bag so I'm servin' off this dope
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
You can stay the night if you want to (If you want to)
You can come and take a ride if you want to (If you want to)
Rollin' up, blowin' smoke out the sunroof
Ayy, baby girl, you know I want you
I can feel the tension
And she can feel it too
Say you like attention
Baby, whatchu wanna do?
Who else got my flow? Who else got my hits?
Who else got your hoe? Who else got the drip?
They hand me the pen, I'm not signin' it
Polo 'round the neck, X'd out eyelids
Say you wanna be with me, now tell me what you mean
I can't understand a word you say off the beans
Ghostface Pussy Killah, make the bitch cream
You ain't f*ckin' with the team, put that on everything
Oh, whoa, I'm a hoe, I'm a hoe
I'm a slut for the money, do anything for the dough
I got tens, I got twenties, I got fifties on the floor
I get money, I need cash, I need you to pay me back moe, whoa
Do I really need to prove shit more?
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
I want a Jag and a brand new Ferarri
Get a Glock on my waist if somebody wanna try me
Been smokin' weed, crushin' pills, poppin' molly
I pull up to your function and shut down the party
Sniff up the caine and take off like a rocket
Bitches all up on me cause the money in the pocket
Stackin' my bread but won't say how I got it
Dirty money like my faygo stuffed in my wallet
Tryna get a bag so I'm servin' off this dope
If I don't make it by 30, I'm hangin' from a rope
Told my girl I love her but I think she gotta go
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
Catch my foes slippin' like I'm moppin' up the floor
Lil bitch tryna say that she ain't do this shit before
Bust it for me, baby, bend it over, touch your toes
This the type of shit that if you didn't, now you know
You can stay the night if you want to (If you want to)
You can come and take a ride if you want to (If you want to)
Rollin' up, blowin' smoke out the sunroof
Ayy, baby girl, you know I want you
I can feel the tension
And she can feel it too
Say you like attention
Baby, whatchu wanna do?
Who else got my flow? Who else got my hits?
Who else got your hoe? Who else got the drip?
They hand me the pen, I'm not signin' it
Polo 'round the neck, X'd out eyelids
Say you wanna be with me, now tell me what you mean
I can't understand a word you say off the beans
Ghostface Pussy Killah, make the bitch cream
You ain't f*ckin' with the team, put that on everything
Oh, whoa, I'm a hoe, I'm a hoe
I'm a slut for the money, do anything for the dough
I got tens, I got twenties, I got fifties on the floor
I get money, I need cash, I need you to pay me back moe, whoa
Do I really need to prove shit more?
Writer: lee austin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid