I think he mad he ain't me Maybe cause they ain't been his shit lately He performed for free, that, they gotta pay me So of countin' money That's how my everyday be (all day) Instead of hatin' on a player you see one Maybe you should try to out how to be one Cause all that hatin' that you be doin', that nothin' You got your H's hatin' hoe start hustlin' Lord knows I go in just a curfew gotta beat your ass my success is what really hurt you Cause you a homie So rotten I'm to smell ya homie You ain't shit I just had to ya homie
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You sick cuz I'm gettin' rich You ain't gettin' You quit, you ain't sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You sick cuz I'm gettin' rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch hold me down I'ma stay up Try to cop my Oh ya hear me now, I took a royal Now ya fake smile when you see me, I'm swervin' in your made me fame now Comin' nothin', who ya kiddin' Basic bitches press on how I'm could pay for everything you got Actin' like you bossed up but we you not I just be gettin' to the I'm so cool, I'm on the I'm so on fire can't me off Don't need no nigga to me I'm poppin' Timmy turner on my bullshit Got me feelin' like I'm outta world Got me feelin' a martian ever slow down, hold up now Let me my crown
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You ain't shit You should quit, you sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my up off my dick You just cuz I'm gettin' rich You ain't shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' You irrelevant, I'm the
Yeah, you so many contracts Who you be You gon' do what I don't know, who you confusin' me Here I go, there go gun My nigga can you it? Nigga you a bitch Victoria me your secret You a he-bitch, got sucked in with them bitches Rapper and we all know Ro did it But Ro really don't (I don't give a fuck) Beat eyebrows off your face boy You must be outta mind I'm outside in your I see you out of your blind doin' donuts And that's my Wednesday car Too much money go nuts You like damn I wish I could get car Nigga don't you drive a tow Final the car go and get that boy Call me out and I'ma up Tell the go and get that boy 90,000 in my That's my Ruth money You brought me bitch bread hustla nobody do shit for me I'm on my Frank Lucas I'm givin' all this shit away You hate a that could help you pay your shit off layaway
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just cuz I'm gettin' rich You ain't gettin' You should quit, you sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm rich You ain't shit You quit, you ain't sellin' shit You irrelevant, I'm the