Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Wanna f*ck on me?
I don't know you bitch go right away
Sucking on my D?
I don't know you bitch you gotta pay
Wanna roll with me?
You cannot bitch go and get away
Me and gang at the top
Bitch you know we finna stay
Bitch I be counting the money
I'm counting it quick
I'm counting the bands
Only want my bread I don't give a f*ck I'm not your fan uh
You can just leave
You can just leave you can just leave
You cannot call my phone and ask me for me bread like I'm your dad uh
(Like what the f*ck is all that about like?)
(I ain't your f*cking stepdad I ain't your f*cking sugar daddy)
(I ain't your f*cking slut I aint your f*cking man I'm not)
(Like bitch what the f*ck is she talking about like?)
(But f*ck it)
(Yeah)
Wanna talk shit on me?
Wanna talk shit on me? okay let's meet
But
Let me just (Shhhhh)
I ain't heard a word in like o-over a year uh
I think that boy pussy uh
I think that boy pussy uh
That boy want no smoke uh
Yeah that boy is pussy uh
I don't give a f*ck it's cool you can be like that
I can go and pay your f*cking bills yeah I'm built like that
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
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Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Wanna f*ck on me?
I don't know you bitch go right away
Sucking on my D?
I don't know you bitch you gotta pay
Wanna roll with me?
You cannot bitch go and get away
Me and gang at the top
Bitch you know we finna stay
Bitch I be counting the money
I'm counting it quick
I'm counting the bands
Only want my bread I don't give a f*ck I'm not your fan uh
You can just leave
You can just leave you can just leave
You cannot call my phone and ask me for me bread like I'm your dad uh
(Like what the f*ck is all that about like?)
(I ain't your f*cking stepdad I ain't your f*cking sugar daddy)
(I ain't your f*cking slut I aint your f*cking man I'm not)
(Like bitch what the f*ck is she talking about like?)
(But f*ck it)
(Yeah)
Wanna talk shit on me?
Wanna talk shit on me? okay let's meet
But
Let me just (Shhhhh)
I ain't heard a word in like o-over a year uh
I think that boy pussy uh
I think that boy pussy uh
That boy want no smoke uh
Yeah that boy is pussy uh
I don't give a f*ck it's cool you can be like that
I can go and pay your f*cking bills yeah I'm built like that
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Wanna f*ck on me?
I don't know you bitch go right away
Sucking on my D?
I don't know you bitch you gotta pay
Wanna roll with me?
You cannot bitch go and get away
Me and gang at the top
Bitch you know we finna stay
Bitch I be counting the money
I'm counting it quick
I'm counting the bands
Only want my bread I don't give a f*ck I'm not your fan uh
You can just leave
You can just leave you can just leave
You cannot call my phone and ask me for me bread like I'm your dad uh
(Like what the f*ck is all that about like?)
(I ain't your f*cking stepdad I ain't your f*cking sugar daddy)
(I ain't your f*cking slut I aint your f*cking man I'm not)
(Like bitch what the f*ck is she talking about like?)
(But f*ck it)
(Yeah)
Wanna talk shit on me?
Wanna talk shit on me? okay let's meet
But
Let me just (Shhhhh)
I ain't heard a word in like o-over a year uh
I think that boy pussy uh
I think that boy pussy uh
That boy want no smoke uh
Yeah that boy is pussy uh
I don't give a f*ck it's cool you can be like that
I can go and pay your f*cking bills yeah I'm built like that
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Bitch you know that I be getting to the bag uh
Bitch she looking sad I don't give a f*ck 'bout that
Like what the f*ck do you mean I don't give two f*cks if you still mad uh
Keep on being mad cause my money coming back uh
Writer: Klaidas Targonskas
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