[Intro] Ayy, ay ay Gling gling gling gling Uh ay look how this shit drop Hello? hello hello hello Whoo Hello? Whoo who who aye ya dig
[Hook] I would never fall in love unless it is with money And then his chains went missing, then he started ducking Who he fronting, you ran up and then he started bustin You wanna flow and I want hoes, so I guess you started something I would never fall in love unless it is with money And then his chains went missing, then he started ducking Who you fronting, I ran up and then he started bustin You wanna flow and I want hoes, I guess you started something
[Verse] 45, in your motherfucking skull Put you in the hearse Louie bag on my waist with my designer shirt And yo homies be the ones that put you in the dirt Leave you dead, then they go up in your bitches skirt Big rock, all my diamonds dance like tick tock You a fake and all your homies dance on flip flop I got your hoe from the bay, she look like criss cross I pop a perc, stack my money then ball like Chris Bosh I don't care about another fucking hater You the one always asking for a favor Get the fuck up out my face, I'll see you later Another year go by and you still work for labor I don't care about another fucking hater You the one always asking for a favor Get the fuck up out my face, I'll see you later Another year go by and you still work for laborTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
