Big cash i make a quick bag
Quick smash, leave and make a bitch sad
Tiptoe out the front door
Not my fault yo bitch a hoe
Face down ass up
I been about the money i been about the guap
You steady lookin bummy im drippin from the top
I wish that she would hold me im finished with the thots
Lil bitch think she bad
She gone throw it back
Take her back to the pad
Im been stacking all this guap
I been chasing the bag
Got no love for a thot
But for you im down bad
Lil bitch stole my heart
She gon tear it up and rip it apart
In my feelings like im drake
From the bottom where ill start
U a snitch u a fake
Takin shots like a dart
And im bout to make it
Imma stay real cant fuck with the fake shit
Gotta lotta cash so im finna stay rich
Yo girl at my crib moaning baby
Stay clean cookin beats like tay keith
Baby, ill take you out like fake teeth
Pop shots im talking off no safety
She fed giving throat tho daily
Lil bitch think she bad
She gone throw it back
Take her back to the pad
Im been stacking all this guap
I been chasing the bag
Got no love for a thot
But for you im down bad
Lil bitch stole my heart
She gon tear it up and rip it apart
In my feelings like im drake
From the bottom where ill start
U a snitch u a fake
Takin shots like a dart