[Verse 1:] She say she like ballers, she say she like dick She say she like girls, that don't even make sense She say she like the balls, say shit fucking She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust em I'm tryina get some head, old bitch what it is If you ain't with that, then it is what it is I'm tattered on my ribs, yeah I'm tattered on my neck You be throwing off the liqour I be throwing up the set I'm bout my money, I'm bout my cheese Still eating niggas d's, big macs with no cheese All you rap niggas tryina sound like me I hear you niggas talking but it don't sound like beef I'm so mayo the real definition Yeah I hope you niggas ain't gotta pop the pussy That was 16, but I'm a keep going You ain't made enough yet bitch keep hooing You be deep throating why you actin innocent I ain't tryina be friend, I just want the benefits Why you worry bout, who hittin this? I'm a friend of your house hidden in the well You niggas getting chip, I'm playing chips You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich Give it up, give it up, slide like this Rolex and the chain might blind your bitch
[Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 2:] Ah, better watch how you pussy niggas act The only time it's safe is when it's getting cracked Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like an athlete Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty Don't test me, this ain't college A bitch get flipped on, I call her knowledge Make the bitch run, make the bitch come I'm in a 2 seater, having a three some Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new They say I wear hollywood, shit is prolly true Ah, tree tops to the schools Fucking with the border rules Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets Got the jays at the dough If I ever gave the bitch money she got it off the floor
[Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
[Verse 3:] Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed I'm a thug, I still read the bible Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap Shit, I'm tryina stay alive bro Yeah, hit me on the text, Told her we together, fucking told her she my ex Pocket full of benjes, so nigga I've been g Stop stealin my swag nigga, I'm stan g Riding in a benz and you niggas don't offend me I don't give a fuck if you was a 110 deep We can talk about money cause I got that Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back Ah, and I don't rob I stay fast When I get rich, I promise to stay blat The only thing I'm giving a stake back It's puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack
[Hook:] I woke up, this morning Like I'm a grind late night till the morning Though, being broke was boring So I grind late night till the morning The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough The only thing that a nigga need to know I gotta get dough, I gotta get doughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
