I think he mad cause he me Maybe cause they ain't been buyin' his shit He for free, fuck that, they gotta pay me So of countin' money That's how my be (all motherfuckin' day) of hatin' on a player when you see one Maybe you should try to out how to be one Cause all hatin' that you be doin', that ain't nothin' You got your H's Stop hoe start hustlin' Lord I go in just like a curfew Ain't beat your ass my success is what really hurt you Cause you a homie So rotten I'm startin' to ya homie You ain't I just had to tell ya homie
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just cuz I'm gettin' rich You ain't gettin' You should quit, you ain't shit You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch, why you on my up off my dick You sick cuz I'm gettin' rich You gettin' shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' You irrelevant, I'm the
Bitch wanna hold me I'ma always up Try to cop my Oh ya me now, yeah I a royal city Now ya smile when you see me, yeah I'm in your lane H-Town made me now Comin' nothin', who ya kiddin' Basic bitches on how I'm livin' could pay for everything you got Actin' like you up but we know you not I just be to the money I'm so cool, I'm on the I'm so on fire can't me off Don't need no nigga to tell me I'm Timmy turner on my bullshit Got me feelin' like I'm outta world Got me like a martian Never ever down, hold up now Let me my crown
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm gettin' You ain't gettin' You quit, you ain't 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 signed so contracts Who you be You gon' do what I don't know, who you confusin' me Here I go, there go gun My can you reach it? Nigga you a bitch Victoria me your secret You a he-bitch, got in with them bitches online dead and we all know Ro did it But Ro really mind (I don't give a fuck) Beat your eyebrows off your boy You must be outta mind I'm outside in your I see you peepin' out of blind doin' donuts And that's my Wednesday car Too much money I'ma go You like damn I wish I get that car don't you drive a tow truck Final the car go and get that boy Call me out and show up Tell the go and get that boy 90,000 in my That's my Ruth Chris You brought me bitch bread I'ma nobody do shit for me I'm on my Frank Lucas I'm givin' all this shit today You hate a nigga that could help you pay shit off layaway
Bitch, why you on my Raise up off my You just sick cuz I'm gettin' You gettin' shit You should quit, you ain't sellin' 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