I'm just counting all my 50s with young ricky in the back
We go fucking secretary's-
Split my pants
I'm just counting all my 50s with young ricky in the back
We go fucking secretary's we a menace to this land
I'm just counting all my chippies off the stage in the back
I'm just tryna roll the hunnids selling green in the stand
Yeah
Finna hit a lick in this bitch talk back
You be geeking off the money but i own you aww snap
You be talking on ya mattress stfu lazy ass
Ima chase it till i make collards tees and the bag
I've been dreaming since a youngin gucci belts fendi bags
Ain't no breaks in this whip go full throttle on his ass
With a choppa and extendo we pull up grippin tacs
I'm just here to start the wave we a menace on this land
And we steady switching lanes
We already getting bank
And you bitch be on my dick she just waiting for a train
And aww baby i been prayin they be driving me insane
They be asking too much questions
I just wanna blow my brain
I be thinkin suicide i be thinking homicide
If another stripper test me ima shoot her in the eye
I been thinkin life a lie if i die i'll be alright
I ain't trippin for a bitch i just wanna fucking die
I admit it i am weak i admit it desperately
If you take me as a joke well you better take a seat
I be talkin bout the past bout depression while it last
Bout the struggles as a man bout the money and the bag ayy