You can still have it your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all of my dollars
Telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry
I beg your pardon
She tryna slide to the rave them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Now She tryna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
She wanna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
I'm way too mysterious
Leather in all my interior
Carbon outside the exterior
Yeah she like be serious yeah she like be serious
I walk in the spot
With a new bag
She wanna talk a lil' serious
I'm tryna walk in the bank pocket full of hundreds
I hope I don't seem too mysterious
She tryna be my bae but I just find it funny
She need a partner for homework I told her just hit me
And let me know when we can study
Huh bitch huh bitch we gang
Huh I spend a hundred
Just to save up your money lil' nigga don't think you can hang
Remember back then with no money I couldn't talk shit
Now I tell him just look at the bank
She tryna block me from money lil' baby you trippin' I think I'm gon' need a restraint
Huh bitch I'm on go
I don't got no complaint
New Orleans we be ballin' like Saint
Huh you aight' I can find a lil' great
Huh when I'm up don't be hitting me late
Huh I got motion in all different states
Huh talkin hundreds and 50 no 20
Me my brother we whippin' at Bentley
If I hand you some money be gently
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a response
Bitch I'm growing weed in my garden
Yeah your bitch and I yeah we bonding
Yeah we getting litto tonight
I think she the killer tonight
Man this weed isn't feeling alright hmm
Look at that face man that shit kills you
Her looks I swear it kills you yeah it kills you
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman
Sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Responder
Jsunny - YourWay Lyrics
Jsunny - YourWay Lyrics
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You can still have it your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all of my dollars
Telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry
I beg your pardon
She tryna slide to the rave them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Now She tryna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
She wanna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
I'm way too mysterious
Leather in all my interior
Carbon outside the exterior
Yeah she like be serious yeah she like be serious
I walk in the spot
With a new bag
She wanna talk a lil' serious
I'm tryna walk in the bank pocket full of hundreds
I hope I don't seem too mysterious
She tryna be my bae but I just find it funny
She need a partner for homework I told her just hit me
And let me know when we can study
Huh bitch huh bitch we gang
Huh I spend a hundred
Just to save up your money lil' nigga don't think you can hang
Remember back then with no money I couldn't talk shit
Now I tell him just look at the bank
She tryna block me from money lil' baby you trippin' I think I'm gon' need a restraint
Huh bitch I'm on go
I don't got no complaint
New Orleans we be ballin' like Saint
Huh you aight' I can find a lil' great
Huh when I'm up don't be hitting me late
Huh I got motion in all different states
Huh talkin hundreds and 50 no 20
Me my brother we whippin' at Bentley
If I hand you some money be gently
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a response
Bitch I'm growing weed in my garden
Yeah your bitch and I yeah we bonding
Yeah we getting litto tonight
I think she the killer tonight
Man this weed isn't feeling alright hmm
Look at that face man that shit kills you
Her looks I swear it kills you yeah it kills you
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman
Sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Responder
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all of my dollars
Telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry
I beg your pardon
She tryna slide to the rave them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Now She tryna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
She wanna move to LA
I'm taking a step back
I'm not tryna do you like Harden
I'm way too mysterious
Leather in all my interior
Carbon outside the exterior
Yeah she like be serious yeah she like be serious
I walk in the spot
With a new bag
She wanna talk a lil' serious
I'm tryna walk in the bank pocket full of hundreds
I hope I don't seem too mysterious
She tryna be my bae but I just find it funny
She need a partner for homework I told her just hit me
And let me know when we can study
Huh bitch huh bitch we gang
Huh I spend a hundred
Just to save up your money lil' nigga don't think you can hang
Remember back then with no money I couldn't talk shit
Now I tell him just look at the bank
She tryna block me from money lil' baby you trippin' I think I'm gon' need a restraint
Huh bitch I'm on go
I don't got no complaint
New Orleans we be ballin' like Saint
Huh you aight' I can find a lil' great
Huh when I'm up don't be hitting me late
Huh I got motion in all different states
Huh talkin hundreds and 50 no 20
Me my brother we whippin' at Bentley
If I hand you some money be gently
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a response
Bitch I'm growing weed in my garden
Yeah your bitch and I yeah we bonding
Yeah we getting litto tonight
I think she the killer tonight
Man this weed isn't feeling alright hmm
Look at that face man that shit kills you
Her looks I swear it kills you yeah it kills you
We can still have your way
But I don't want no problem
I had to chase after money
These bitches be wicked
They tryna steal all my dollars
I'm telling this bitch to be real
She want a real gentleman
Sorry I beg my pardon
She tryna slide to the rave
Them niggas be killers
I think you gon' need a responder
Responder
Writer: Jeffzander Henley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid