I'm balling now, yeah just like You callin now, yea bitch you me You falling off, and I'm taking all yo hoes I'm showing off, the fuck I gotta lie for
What the I got to lie for [x4]
1:] I ain't had shit Zilch zero Now that a got something Yea bitch I'm at all this moneys Hundreds and fiftys Eating at the Now yo bitch wanna with me we bout to go to the mall Tonight we popping My momma a hoodrat But now I got me a And she wanna swallow it all up Straight to the neck from the bottle, bitch she don't need a cup And we bout to go make it rain fucking storm Kush to the brain pop fucking corn Shapow wow been had hundreds Naw nigga I'm just lying my nigga I be Got that income tax swag, that tax swag bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that tax swag That bad dame in my lap I cop her a bag
2:] I'm a it all now muthafuck a later to a mink And sum diamond gators Car a TV in it, maid and a butler too So what nigga this rented right have to do I'm a take it all with me I'm gone bitch it's gone to Who cares the kids get grown They better figure out what gone do right now nigga I got it Nigga What you Broke ass worth nothing I can buy ya'll in a long time ago My nigga was like you But we ain't talking bout the It's right now my dude Cause I be broke But now I got cash Nah, nigga I'm lyin, you know I be frontin Got income tax swag, that income tax swag That bad in my lap I just cop her a bag Got that income tax swag, that income tax bad dame in my lap I just cop her a bag