Walked in feeling like the shit
Took two shots of the realer
Too many bad bitches in the villa
It's a whole lot of bottles in this bitch
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
Nigga erythang paid for
And we got it out the more that's what made us
My bitch look good with no make up
I count a lot of money when I wake up
You ain't getting money get your weight up
Bitch ain't nothing pussy niggas straight up
Send a nigga to his maker
Never gave a fuck about no hater
I'm on the lean and the rasi
Nigga wanna try, that's gonna get me outta pocket
I'm at a table full of robbers
Nigga wanna try me, hear the whip that backa, backa, nigga
Walked in feeling like the shit
Took two shots of the realer
Too many bad bitches in the villa
It's a whole lot of bottles in this bitch
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
Tell the waitress bring more bottles
Me and my dogs in this bitch poppin'
Looking like money and my bitch awesome
Know we gotta shine 'cause we from the bottom, yeah
Pull up in the truck, pistol in the club like motherfuck the cops
Niggas in my circle selling squares on the block
If you think it's sweet boy my niggas let it out
Rich nigga got your bitch with me
Gangsta nigga got some bloods and some creeps with me
Lost a million got some niggas that can swim with me
Walk up in the club looking like a two fifty
Walked in feeling like the shit
Took two shots of the realer
Too many bad bitches in the villa
It's a whole lot of bottles in this bitch
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
This bitch going up it's too lit
》Lyrics worked by Julian Ramon Gast《