[Intro: kysdnny]
(Uh, huh, yeah)
(Uh, huh, yeah)
(Uh, huh, yeah)
(Uh, huh)
[Chorus: kysdnny]
Woah
Off of the medicine, off of the juice, no I'm not feeling alright
Nose runny, real sick
Hand on my blick, I'm clutching my fire
Take a lil' flick like damn I look fly (Uh, huh)
Shitting on niggas, I don't even try (Don't even try)
Cash, I'm making it rain, you making it cry
Easy for me while you just getting by (Yuh)
Yeah, married to the money, lemme kiss my bride (Uh, huh)
Crop out the bitch, she really my side (Woah)
Yeah, phone on DND, my texts be dry
But I got a reason for that
Don't like to talk to nobody unless it's 'bout money, bitch, I like to be in my bag
You think it's funny but I think it's hilarious, why the fuck does she want me back? (Uh)
[Verse 1: kysdnny]
Huh, oh yeah, oh yeah, I swear
The money keep coming in fresh out the lair
The bitches keep loving whatever I wear
Middle finger if you think that I care
Boy, you delusional if you think that I'ma share
But your bitch like me, guess life's not fair
Keep the blick on me, don't try, don't dare
Like a cowboy, .38 special, rare
Flex, huh, flex on 'em
Words like a poet, I'm teaching a lesson
They hear but don't know what I be telling 'em
They having they fun just 'cause I be letting 'em
Y'all niggas is bums, I'm kinda like fed with 'em
Animal dumb, I just be petting 'em
Started some beef and want me to settle it
They want me to leave, I'm just getting settled in
Yeah, like a coaster
Money on me bitch I feel like a boaster
All you can see like a poster
Heat on me, no toaster
Huh, yeah, till it's over
Taking these percs, no I'm never sober
Ready for war bitch I'm a soldier
I will not stop till it's over
[Chorus: kysdnny]
Woah
Off of the medicine, off of the juice, no I'm not feeling alright
Nose runny, real sick
Hand on my blick, I'm clutching my fire
Take a lil' flick like damn I look fly (Uh, huh)
Shitting on niggas, I don't even try (Don't even try)
Cash, I'm making it rain, you making it cry
Easy for me while you just getting by (Yuh)
Yeah, married to the money, lemme kiss my bride (Uh, huh)
Crop out the bitch, she really my side (Woah)
Yeah, phone on DND, my texts be dry
But I got a reason for that
Don't like to talk to nobody unless it's 'bout money, bitch, I like to be in my bag
You think it's funny but I think it's hilarious, why the fuck does she want me back? (Uh)
[Verse 2: Darza]
Can't fuck with that bitch, I know she want me back (Yeah)
Boy you ain't on shit, you just put on an act (Yeah)
Pouring that wock but I'm mixing the act (Woah)
I'm with my slime, I'm with my slatt (Aye)
I can't be wasting my energy on nobody, I don't got the time, yeah (Don't got the time)
Now I got bust down diamonds all over my wrist when I look at the time, yeah (When I look at the time)
Been locked in since I turned 14 (14)
Moved to Tampa when I turned 17 (17)
Lil' shawty a dancer, she move it on me (Move it on me)
Benjamin Franks, got blues on me (Yeah, yeah)
He talking that shit but I know he won't slide
Boy stay in that house, better not come outside (Don't come outside)
I been on the pills, you don't wanna try 'em (Nah)
I'm stepping on shit, yeah, I feel like a giant (Giant)
Huh, yeah, jump, we starting a riot (Jump, jump)
I don't give a fuck, if I like it, I'll buy it (Don't give a fuck)
She said she wanna fuck, I took her to the [?] (Yeah, yeah)
I'm turned the fuck up in this bitch, I'm the highest (Turn the fuck up)
Can't fuck with them Xan's, they making me slow (Slow)
I get to the bands, bitch I'm on my [?] (I'm on my [?])
Getting money, yeah I stay in that mode (Stay in that mode)
That boy is a snitch, I know that he told (I know that he told)
[Chorus: kysdnny]
Woah
Off of the medicine, off of the juice, no I'm not feeling alright
Nose runny, real sick
Hand on my blick, I'm clutching my fire
Take a lil' flick like damn I look fly (Uh, huh)
Shitting on niggas, I don't even try (Don't even try)
Cash, I'm making it rain, you making it cry
Easy for me while you just getting by (Yuh)
Yeah, married to the money, lemme kiss my bride (Uh, huh)
Crop out the bitch, she really my side (Woah)
Yeah, phone on DND, my texts be dry
But I got a reason for that
Don't like to talk to nobody unless it's 'bout money, bitch, I like to be in my bag
You think it's funny but I think it's hilarious, why the fuck does she want me back? (Uh)
