Shawty said she wanna meet me online
Call her up on MSN said she'll be mine
Told her if my ex be calling, I'ma decline
Shawty, I don't wanna talk to you, I'm too high
Who the fuck is calling? I don't wanna answer
I'm too busy ballin', I'ma get my bands up
Picture like a drawing, smoke him up like cancer
Empty out his wallet, treat him like a dancer
Okay, go I don't know, when I'm crashing at the show
I just want for you to know that I would love to take you home
Okay, woah and I know, I can't take it anymore
He was talking all that talk, but when I see him, he gon' fold
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Shawty said she wanna meet me online
Call her up on MSN said she'll be mine
Told her if my ex be calling, I'ma decline
Shawty, I don't wanna talk to you, I'm too high
Who the fuck is calling? I don't wanna answer
I'm too busy ballin', I'ma get my bands up
Picture like a drawing, smoke him up like cancer
Empty out his wallet, treat him like a dancer
Okay, now I know what's real, what's fake
Wake up running to the bank
Got a smile across my face
Dollar bills gon' pave the way
Said that he invincible, okay, come and watch this
LGBT choppa 'cause it's coming out the closet
ATM, goddamn, I might go deposit
Track down his location, leave him leakin' like a faucet
Okay, stop it, let the choppa do the choppin'
'Cause it's talkin', we gon' find him, run his pockets
Leave him jawless, if I like it, I'ma cop it
It's not an option, listen to me like a prophet
But I'm not, I can't stop getting guap
Making money is so fun
He get shot in my block 'cause he really is an opp
Take my watch, you get shot, and I put that shit on God
Heard that boy was talking down
Don't act surprised when he get dropped
Yeah, I know, I'ma blow, got a car now I'm on go
Ask me why I'm getting money, 'cause I did what I'm suppose to
I'ma buy all these clothes that you've never seen before
Feel like Frieza, I'm too cold, feel like Pero, I can't fold
I been pushing through these boulders
I've been tryna get them rolled
I been tryna change my habits 'cause I know I do the most
Go, you getting old, hunnid thousand on my ghost
I gotta go, no, trust me, I know he getting burnt like some toast
Turn to a ghost, all of these guns that I tote
Copy my style like some clones
It is so gross, ask me questions like a host
I knew that boy was a hoe
Yeah, I made a song
Yeah, I made a song
I made a song called "Online"
Yeah
Ah, I can't stop getting guap
Making money is so fun
He get shot in my block 'cause he really is an opp
Take my watch, you get shot, and I put that shit on God
Heard that boy was talking down, don't act surprised when he get dropped...