[Verse 1]
I'm not wishing for blessings, but I receive it
This little heart of mine is so hurt but it’s still beating
And I can’t give you all my time that’s some shit I don’t believe in
(shit)
And everyday i wake up grinding hard for my achievements
You tryna profit off of me?
No you can’t do that shit
And I will never stop, I'm going hard i cannot leave this shit
And y’all assuming all the wrong things, y’all really on that reaching shit
Ownership, I’m tryna make a gain for all my leadership
[Verse 2]
Yea, got a sprite up in my hand ima pour that shit down
I ain’t really worried bout these niggas, bro, I'm tryna get out my body
(You know)
I’m tryna stack up all the cash, i’m tryna run up all the digits
And i ain’t worried bout you greedy ass, thotty ass bitchеs
And i can’t hang ‘round none of these niggas, all thеse niggas just be snitches
And all these dirty ass niggas, they be out here fucking itching
And i’m gone whip it up, you know i’m gone whip it up in the kitchen
These niggas bitches, they be hating, had to put em in commission
And when i speak lil nigga, you better mother fucking listen
Do you get it lil bitch?
(Do you get it lil bitch?)
[Bridge]
Im in my bag huh
I don’t even remember when i asked huh
Put the money in the bag huh
All the hundreds, better put it in a stash
Im in my bag huh
I don’t even remember when i asked huh
Put the money in the bag huh
All the hundreds, better put it in a stash
[Verse 3]
Better put it in a stash huh
Real nigga, i’m at the top of my class
You wanna know but you really ain’t even ask
Yea i got rid of that lil bitch, oh yea i put her in the past huh
Yea take my heart, fuck it up, break my heart and step on it
You speak on me, roll it up, smoking on yo dead homie
She wanna eat me like i’m edible
That’s yo bitch? Oh man, i’m sorry
I ain’t sorry for what i did, you know i’ll speed off in a Rari
All these ghetto hoes, fake bitches, and dumb ass niggas
And if you roll with them, then you a bitch and everybody with ‘em
Ain’t got no motion, but you talking hot, you ain’t got no figures
I’m getting high up out my body, sipping lean till i tip over
No i can’t fuck with these lil bitches, i can’t fuck with these lil niggas
I can’t fuck with none of these bitches, had to cut ‘em like some scissors
And how you playing with my feelings, then expect me to forgive you?
And if you saying all that dumb shit then i am not gone hear you
Smoking on this spliffy and i’m fucking on these bitches
Why these niggas tryna know everything, go mind yall business
Why you coming ‘round like i fuck with you, you know you goddamn dissin’
And all these pussy niggas be saying shit but they ain’t goddamn did it
And yea i’m tired of everybody yea i need my respect from y’all
And yea i’m fucking on this thotty, her lil pussy get wet and all
And yea i heard you caught a body, yea you ain’t hit a lick at all
I got too much fucking money, had to stuff it up in my drawls
Shawty say she like it when i put it in her throat
Hello Kitty to that pussy, in yo’ water i’ma float
We get lit up in this bitch just like i’m Kodak, drive the boat
You can’t never say i’m pussy, you can’t play me like a hoe
Smoking on that big shit, loud pack, hella gas
Fuck a op, where he at? Stomp em out, take his flag
Never that, you a hoe, yea i know you big mad
You play with us, you asking for a beating, oh you big bold
You say you got bodies, fed niggas, oh you big told
You say you got steppas, by yourself, oh you big fold
Sweet ass nigga, better leave your fucking nic home
Ole cheese ass nigga, you a rat no you can’t come home
