[Intro] I'm messed up gang I'm comin' back for everything I deserve, yeah (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Grr
[Verse 1] I ain't gon' lie, you niggas in trouble (Niggas in trouble) Can't sign that shit 'til is double ('Til is double) Rich young nigga can't get no snuffle I'm 'quipped with the blick, that's on my brother (Grr, grr, grr) Take a risk everyday with my life I'ma roll that dice like it's ten of folks Go to the bank, deposit money every weekend and bitch 'til I break that ho (Break that ho) Nigga say that I ain't got enough money in my pocket Pussy ass nigga need some more (More money) I ain't been asleep in good damn week, I'm missing that bitch, after she say I'm broke Me and my brother have bunk beds, I was on bottom [?] to the floor Now you step in my crib, you can lay on my bed with twenty-somethin' hoes (Twenty bitches) Clip so long, look like turkey legs, stand that nigga then that I ain't dead (I ain't dead) Dirty ass gang, got know how the play Got to keep my head with one in the head (One in the head) Blowing the bags, he like the stake (Like the stake) [?] cheese on his plate (On his plate) Money on his books, so, you know he straight (Know he straight) Chains so big look like he Jamaican (Jamaican) See them coming, sayin' I'm fakin' I make a nigga fake dead, bitch, stop playin' (Grr) First lil' deal, I took a lil' bit out of that, then, 20K on a nigga neck (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah) Up a couple mills, get win on a drill, I'm a CEO when I'm on the field with the ratchet Throw my dog a bone we brought the bitch back in the whole damn set (Oh, yeah) Bleed purple, see purple, weed purple, niggas know this shit be Crip (Shit be Crip) Small circle, [?], bitch is fertile, still left that on her lip (On her lip) I ain't lurkin', brain hurtin', chains hurtin', same person thinkin' 'bout murder (Thinkin' 'bout murder) I ain't perkin', drugs working, lanes swervin', in a vert', somethin' I'm workin' (Come on)
[Chorus] Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jump No, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, go run Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got no funds Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jump No, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got no funds Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch
[Verse 2] Bad ass bitch with a whole lot of ass, whole lot of cash, that's my type All eyes on me, can't talk to the hoes C-Grape go-getter, he know what I like (Know what I likes) I don't do chicken, might pay for the pussy Don't let me know the price, it might be right (Might be right) See her prints all through her tights, her camel toe be toein' right (Be toein' right) Queso, Freeto, Lay, we count chips, we be straight My bitch, she too gay, we fuck hoes all damn day Shoe box turned to a safe Trap house turned to a state White bricks over new Js Trap fashion, one way Run up on me, you won't get that Couple niggas want they lick back (Want they lick back) She know niggas like a shit back Poppin' niggas with my rich ass (With my rich ass) Run laps on 'em like a zig-zag Know they big mad 'cause where I'm at I can't believe Trey made a comeback I can't front that I been on that (Grr) She say somethin', I say nothin' (Grr) Keep on fussin', I ain't budgin' (I ain't budgin') I'm about it 'cause money I'm touchin', and plenty bitches I'm fuckin' Switcheroo a ho real quick, on some real shit, I'm P She say I'm duckin', no lovin', no trustin' Bitch, I'm me
[Chorus] Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jump No, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, go run Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got no funds Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch Woah, roll up one, trap doin' numbers, it jump, jump, jump No, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, go run Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got no funds Bad bitch look like Ice Spice, she eatin' dick, she the real munch
[Outro] Bad bitch look like Ice Spice fine ass Know what I mean? She eatin' dick, she the real munch Comin' back for this shit Pay me in respect, not money,Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
