You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
My foot in the door like hold up wait for me
You can't keep me out
Wanted that bitch I don't need her now
Fell in love with the money
She act like she love me
Im finna go head and delete her now
Hit from the back she runnin'
I gave her good dick I had that bitch tappin' out
Like we on the mat and we wrestlin'
We be f*ckin' all night til' the sun come out
Even if I'm at the strip club
You still ain't never finna see some ones come out
I be poppin' my shit like hot grease
Cookin' up in the stu turn on the A.C.
Never been to juvy I'm still a hot nigga
Talkin' 400 Degrees
Came up out the struggle
It wasn't easy I made that shit look like a breeze
Now I be gettin' blue cheese
I be flyer than wings of a airplane
Got yo bitch suckin' my dick
Give her neck pain
I should get rid of the hoe
But I'm callin' her up
Need some mo' of that neck game
I got turnt when that check came
Don't be in mine you can go to the next lane
Niggas be lost I should give a tutorial
I get a bag in the best way
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
She not just f*ckin' with me for the money
Bad lil bitch get her own bag too
And you know i like the cash blue
Sick with this shit like the flu
Came in smellin' like Pepe Le Pew
Smoked out the zip
Ain't nothin new but the drip
Run it up go take a trip
Slip and slide in yo bitch
She got that water
Everybody be tryna hit
Slid to the stu made a hit
Heard yo shit you need to get better at rappin
Maybe just quit I don't even know who bruh is
But I know niggas be cappin'
I can't trust you if you don't get a bag in
Niggas be frontin' like they get the backend
If she ain't throwin the neck
I'm throwin her out an she not gettin let back in
If it ain't about the money don't waste my time
No need to be hitting my line
That bitch a dime
I don't keep change
F*ck with her potna she like a nine
I be f*ckin these hoes without tryin'
They be chasin' after me like I'm money
Gotta go get it so I'm always out runnin'
Y'all never ready for how I be comin'
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
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You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
My foot in the door like hold up wait for me
You can't keep me out
Wanted that bitch I don't need her now
Fell in love with the money
She act like she love me
Im finna go head and delete her now
Hit from the back she runnin'
I gave her good dick I had that bitch tappin' out
Like we on the mat and we wrestlin'
We be f*ckin' all night til' the sun come out
Even if I'm at the strip club
You still ain't never finna see some ones come out
I be poppin' my shit like hot grease
Cookin' up in the stu turn on the A.C.
Never been to juvy I'm still a hot nigga
Talkin' 400 Degrees
Came up out the struggle
It wasn't easy I made that shit look like a breeze
Now I be gettin' blue cheese
I be flyer than wings of a airplane
Got yo bitch suckin' my dick
Give her neck pain
I should get rid of the hoe
But I'm callin' her up
Need some mo' of that neck game
I got turnt when that check came
Don't be in mine you can go to the next lane
Niggas be lost I should give a tutorial
I get a bag in the best way
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
She not just f*ckin' with me for the money
Bad lil bitch get her own bag too
And you know i like the cash blue
Sick with this shit like the flu
Came in smellin' like Pepe Le Pew
Smoked out the zip
Ain't nothin new but the drip
Run it up go take a trip
Slip and slide in yo bitch
She got that water
Everybody be tryna hit
Slid to the stu made a hit
Heard yo shit you need to get better at rappin
Maybe just quit I don't even know who bruh is
But I know niggas be cappin'
I can't trust you if you don't get a bag in
Niggas be frontin' like they get the backend
If she ain't throwin the neck
I'm throwin her out an she not gettin let back in
If it ain't about the money don't waste my time
No need to be hitting my line
That bitch a dime
I don't keep change
F*ck with her potna she like a nine
I be f*ckin these hoes without tryin'
They be chasin' after me like I'm money
Gotta go get it so I'm always out runnin'
Y'all never ready for how I be comin'
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
My foot in the door like hold up wait for me
You can't keep me out
Wanted that bitch I don't need her now
Fell in love with the money
She act like she love me
Im finna go head and delete her now
Hit from the back she runnin'
I gave her good dick I had that bitch tappin' out
Like we on the mat and we wrestlin'
We be f*ckin' all night til' the sun come out
Even if I'm at the strip club
You still ain't never finna see some ones come out
I be poppin' my shit like hot grease
Cookin' up in the stu turn on the A.C.
Never been to juvy I'm still a hot nigga
Talkin' 400 Degrees
Came up out the struggle
It wasn't easy I made that shit look like a breeze
Now I be gettin' blue cheese
I be flyer than wings of a airplane
Got yo bitch suckin' my dick
Give her neck pain
I should get rid of the hoe
But I'm callin' her up
Need some mo' of that neck game
I got turnt when that check came
Don't be in mine you can go to the next lane
Niggas be lost I should give a tutorial
I get a bag in the best way
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
She not just f*ckin' with me for the money
Bad lil bitch get her own bag too
And you know i like the cash blue
Sick with this shit like the flu
Came in smellin' like Pepe Le Pew
Smoked out the zip
Ain't nothin new but the drip
Run it up go take a trip
Slip and slide in yo bitch
She got that water
Everybody be tryna hit
Slid to the stu made a hit
Heard yo shit you need to get better at rappin
Maybe just quit I don't even know who bruh is
But I know niggas be cappin'
I can't trust you if you don't get a bag in
Niggas be frontin' like they get the backend
If she ain't throwin the neck
I'm throwin her out an she not gettin let back in
If it ain't about the money don't waste my time
No need to be hitting my line
That bitch a dime
I don't keep change
F*ck with her potna she like a nine
I be f*ckin these hoes without tryin'
They be chasin' after me like I'm money
Gotta go get it so I'm always out runnin'
Y'all never ready for how I be comin'
You know what it is I got big money
Busy with the bag
That's why you ain't hear from me
I hit yo bitch from the back an the front
These lil hoes like how I stunt
Always smokin' on a blunt
I'm that nigga I do what I want
Right now I'm tryna get my money up
Niggas be crazy they thinkin' I'm not
She know I can't cuff her
That shit got her hot
Kick that bitch out the spot
And pull up with a new one
I'm in my bag foreal
I don't give a f*ck about what other niggas be doin'
They goin out sad foreal
They act like they winnin' but really be losin'
I ain't takin no L's like I'm Mayweather
Aim at the top its my shot what I'm shooting'
Writer: David Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid