To Rate★ producer tag ★
"what's his name?"
"ouhboy"
"ouhboy?"
"yeah, it's great"
★ bridge ★
Bad lil bitch and she just want my green
Bad lil bitch and she want on the team
When we in place, it ain't always as it seems
My cash don't grow it come out of machine
★ chorus ★
You get swiped, atm (yeah, what?)
Yo homeboy got shot, ain't no savin' him (yeah, yeah)
You be makin' ten's, i be makin' m's (what?)
With yo girl, working out like we hit the gym (yeah)
Wait (wait, wait)
I'm finna whip this hoe (yuh)
Wait, you want cash? you are tripping, hoe
I know your salary, i know i triple those
I don't take one perc, you know that i triple those
★ post-chorus ★
Swervin' round
I'm what your girl heard about, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Word around town, i'm gon' make it out, yеah, yeah (boh, boh!)
I been running out, this the last ounce, yеah, yeah (yeah!)
I told your girl hush please don't make no sounds, yeah yeah (yuh!)
★ verse ★
Ice age, plain jane
Feel like max payne (what?)
We sound like the same thing
Screamin' "drain gang"
Your boyfriend is lame, lame (yeah)
Took my shots i sang
In the stu' i'm makin' flames (flames)
Drop it on the same day
Stop pocket watchin'
These hoes flockin'
Get up out my mosh pit
Get a pocket rocket
Doo, doo, doo!
Just in case you frontin' (boh)
Same song, what you ❲?❳
Bad lil bitch and she thick and she from the hood (from the hood!)
★ hook ★
She know what to do
Hold up, what's the mood?
Ballin' uncle drew
Eat him up like it's food
Your friend send me pictures, i think she was nude
I don't really know, i just sent it to the dudes (to the dudes)
★ chorus ★
You get swiped, atm (yeah, what?)
Yo homeboy got shot, ain't no savin' him (yeah, yeah)
You be makin' ten's, i be makin' m's (what?)
With yo girl, working out like we hit the gym (yeah)
Wait (wait, wait)
I'm finna whip this hoe (yuh)
Wait, you want cash? you are tripping, hoe
I know your salary, i know i triple those
I don't take one perc, you know that i triple those
★ verse 2 ★
We don't take it lightly when you talkin' on them bro's
Pour up a whole liter, i don't care about a four
I'm about my money i'm watching my cash grow
Send the cashapp, get the feature for the low
The bigger the clip then the bigger the strap
And we getting famous i put him on map
You could not even pay me to react
I don't like your music, i think that it's whack
I'm ridin' a 'rarri, i make it all black
I could not cus that's a trap
All my bros know that's a fact
Finna run it back, relapse
★ pre-chorus ★
I cannot pretend i cannot pretend
Shawty with me cus she cannot pay rent
You could not get close to the house that i'm in
And she from the streets, we don't know where she been
★ chorus ★
You get swiped, atm (yeah, what?)
Yo homeboy got shot, ain't no savin' him (yeah, yeah)
You be makin' ten's, i be makin' m's (what?)
With yo girl, working out like we hit the gym (yeah)
Wait (wait, wait)
I'm finna whip this hoe (yuh)
Wait, you want cash? you are tripping, hoe
I know your salary, i know i triple those
I don't take one perc, you know that i triple those
★ producer tag ★
Ouhboy doin' dumb on this one
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