歌词
I'mma do my own s**t don't give a **** what y'all say
If I love you and you need me just know I'm one call away
War Ready this clip loger than a hallway
Heart cold off this ***** ***** broad day
Racks stuffed in my gucci bag
***** I Got buku cash
I'm shopping when we move them bags
And yeah we move them bags
Get off my **** lil groupie ass
Get bang and lose your ass
Pick up the bag and do the math
Damn I'm so use to that
***** ****** copying deuces they know weon wave flags
Hit up bow with the mac
And blow yo s**t way back
Pulled up met the plug right there on the race track
Pulled off in a foregin oh I know they hate that
She in my business
So I told that ***** stay off my ****
He in his feelings
I huess that cause he broke as a *****
I go and get it want never ask nobody else for s**t
It took a minute
Nowq I'm just two steps from being rich
I thought I was trever cruser
I swear I be on some other s**t
Big stick on side of me cooling
He run up I'mma bus this *****
Yeah all these hoes be choosing
But I never love a *****
That lil hoe must be stupid if she think I'mma trust the *****
I'mma do my own s**t dont give a **** what y'all say
If I love you and you need me just know I'm one call away
War Ready this clip loger than a hallway
Heart cold off this ***** ***** broad day
Racks stuffed in my gucci bag
***** I Got buku cash
I'm shopping when we move them bags
And yeah we move them bags
Get off my **** lil groupie ass
Get bang and lose your ass
Pick up the bag and do the math
Damn I'm so use to that
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