[Intro] DTB Beatshop Yeah, ayy Finnam, finnam DTB is a fucking check Ayy (Yeah, let's go) Hehe (It's a check), mm, ayy
[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000] She ask why the Rolls Royce swervin' Fucked in the backseat and nutted on the curtains Bitcoin Batman, I trade with the Persians Prada runners bloody like I'm playin' with a virgin, huh Nigga, I'm not trippin' off no bitch Talkin' to HBO 'bout shows I'm tryna pitch I don't give a fuck 'bout your accomplishments, nerd You SoundCloud's trash and your fits worse, ayy Covered in designer, you a ball of corn The only thing I fear is a crown of thorns But I can't stop sinning, what I do to these women They need to hang a nigga picture in the hall of porn I don't got no feelings if you mad that the bands ain't peeling Being broke make you sad, go change that feeling (Ayy) I was trapping through a breakup, my heart was healing I couldn't have an account, so I started stealing
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000 & Slimmy B] Shout out to my old thing, I know she hate me Shout out to my new thing, she goin' crazy Settin' all the trends people taking I might crash tonight, I'm not breaking I'm not sober so my Mind's not in a good place I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much (Woah)
[Verse 2: Slimmy B] Come and throw that ass, throw that booty LV, my bitch slid for all this Louis In the Prada store, I'm wearing Gucci Got a hundred in the choppa, shoot a movie Your best friend a rat and you a goofy I'ma knock your bitch if she choosy And I bet she eat this dick just like sushi Hit it from the back, I make her wet, I make her juicy If it's me and Guapdad then it's 'bout a bag All these blues in my pocket got these niggas mad I be talking money, I be talking cash I'm Mike Tyson with this Glock, I ain't throwing jabs Hell no, we don't finesse, we finnam shit Heard niggas say I changed when them bands hit Stop tryna cuff that thot, let your mans hit Young rich nigga and my ex can't stand it, bitch
[Chorus: Guapdad 4000] Shout out to my old thing, I know she hate me Shout out to my new thing, she goin' crazy Settin' all the trends people taking I might crash tonight, I'm not breaking I'm not sober so my Mind's not in a good place I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much I'm doin' too much, I'm doin' too much
[Bridge: Slimmy B] If it's me and Guapdad then it's 'bout a bag
[Verse 3: Guapdad 4000] Shout out to my old girl, I know she hate me And my new one going crazy Settin' all the trends people taking I might crash tonight (Hey, I'm really rich) They say I be doin' too much, yeah I'm not boring, sorry, I'm not regular I think I be doing too much, yeah Off that 'gnac, this ain't gin, ayy Baby, what's your pin? Ayy Shout out to my old bitch, man, I bet she sick Put the P in pneumonia, yeah, I'm silent but I hit She would probably kill a bitch for this lil' dicky-dick Yeah, she left me for that white boy, she on Lil Dicky dick I was doin' too much, yeah I'm not boring, sorry, I'm not regular I think I be doin' too much, yeah Off that 'gnac, this ain't gin Hold on, baby, what's your pin?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
