| I can tell you cappin' 'cause all that shit ain’t adding up |
| She know I’m lit, tell all these bitches clap it up |
| Don’t chase me, rather have that money chasin' us |
| You still broke 'cause you don’t want it bad enough |
| Feel like I’m boxed in and I don’t like that shit |
| Yes, I liked yo picture but don’t like you, bitch |
| You full of yo shit, but I still love you |
| Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too |
| Break them rubber bands and stack to them sky |
| My baby get wet when she get high |
| Kill that pussy like it got nine lives |
| They don’t know them days that we sacrificed |
| I can tell you cappin' 'cause all that shit ain’t adding up |
| She know I’m lit, tell all these bitches clap it up |
| Don’t chase me, rather have that money chasin' us |
| You still broke 'cause you don’t want it bad enough |
| Feel like I’m boxed in and I don’t like that shit |
| Yes, I liked yo picture but don’t like you, bitch |
| You full of yo shit, but I still love you |
| Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too |
| Roll them backwoods to the L |
| These niggas be bothered and they hate on him |
| Life is a game, but you can’t play him |
| Tell you my issues then I say, «Amen» |
| Used to fuck them thots at the Days Inn |
| Heard you want this dick, girl, say when |
| She gon' suck me dry like a raisin |
| Who is all these niggas that y’all praisin'? |
| We gon' stack them hunnids to the sky |
| I can see the answer in yo eyes |
| Know that shit ain’t work but I tried |
| Rather count that money, I can’t lie |
| Tell 'em |
| (You still broke 'cause you don’t want it bad enough) |
| I don’t lie |
| I do not lie |
| (Love the way you work them angles and my dick do too) |