(Intro)
Super!
They go crazy
Yeah
They coming in and out, in and out, in and out
Trap spot booming
(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 c**ked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f***ed a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you
(Verse 1)
Treat me like I’m Al Capone, ni**a, f**k you
John Gotti, Illuminati, ni**a, f**k you
I put a middle finger up, because, f**k you
This money got me geeking up, ni**a, f**k you
Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc
I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu
I f**ked this R&B bi**h, I should thank you
Yah, I was sipping my codeine from the beginning
She jocked my whole team, she seen who’s winning
We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us living
This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries
Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention
I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention
She didn’t wanna play fair, I put her on suspension
I put a key on Greyhound now I’m in a new dimension
Offered her 25, keep trying to take some of my percentage
I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic
I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250
I’m a big dog, it ain’t no sense in holding back
On my Usain Bolt s**t, I ran up me a sack
F**king with them strippers all in G5
And as soon as the club closed we board the G5
I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side
I got five percent tint on each side
I tried to make it outta school on the East Side
I’m on my Nicky Barnes s**t, so it’s f**k school
I’m blowing money real fast like Big Meech crew
I like my hundreds stacked up, I like em neat too
They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still
I f**ked a rapper bi**h, I was on a drug deal
I f**ked a rapper bi**h, I was on a drug deal
(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the MAC-11 c**ked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f***ed a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you
(Verse 2)
I f**ks R&B bi**hes, should thank you
Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew
They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you
I’m bout to take em out the game, ni**a f**k you
They got me going insane, now it’s f**k you
I let my brother f**k your bi**h, he got the dog food
I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through
I f**k dem Super Bowl bi**hes down in Houston
I got this Westside freaking like boosting
I built my empire up like Lucious
Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I’m a nuisance
I make the blogs with ya bi**h cause I’m ruthless
I make the blogs with ya bi**h cause I’m ruthless
Yah, I get cash money like I’m Mack Maine
I just put a rapper bi**h on game
I be smoking rapper weed with my gang
I just slam dunked ya bi**h hall of fame
(Chorus)
Got the money coming in, it ain’t no issues
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too
Serving ni**as like Doughbeezy in my house shoes
Ya baby mama f**k me better when the rent’s due
I just a f**ked a rapper bi**h, I should diss you
She s**ked my d**k, she came home, I bet she kissed you
I f**ked this R & B bi**h, I should thank you, yeah
