Lyrics
I’m the man in this bitch
With so many hits
You might randomly flinch (Uh ohh)
And so much sauce
I might randomly slip
In pool full of money
And land on yo bitch
She running in place
She think she running that game
Deep down they hate it I love it, it’s lowkey a feeling I crave
I fuck it and dub it to double my profit or triple my pay
All I know is beating the struggle
Ain’t taking shit from me
Cuz baby I move with the pole
Clutching my tooly
Don’t think I won’t use it
Cuz you ain’t gonna see it
Til it’s your time to go
I ain’t seen my home in 2 months
Never seen a hoe that I need
Seen a couple hoes that I want
So I had to throw em on the team
If It ain’t go time I don’t know time
Tapped in my mind, hit a gold mine
Fell asleep on giant smoke cloud
And made the world stop
Smoked out BNB’s
Rolling TNT in any city we touch
I would literally turn this sprinter v to BET uncut
Smoke a blunt with me
We only smoke the best
Break it down and roll it
Don’t forget my filter tips
Hit it til you cough
Feel it in yo chest
Other than the money
Only thing that mirrors sex
Big pimp no slick perm
With a bitch won’t switch words
Me trick? that's absurd
Turn a gold digger to a intern
If she working for me, she working for free
No working for cheap
She paying my fee
I'ma generous P
No not with the money but all of this game that I bring
I got engaged to the game with no ring
Now one on my pinky
Got one on the team, that earn like a team
She good with the money she all 'bout the green
(Yea yea yea)
Off top that's my bottom bitch
(Yea yea yea)
Can't knock, won't knock, not my bitch
I could give a shyt if a bitch is fit
Firmly focused on my fiscal flips
No need to run or that stretching shyt
Just run it up you know stretch the ends
Tryna make a movie when I park the benz
AMC in the AMG
Why birds get curved like the letter C
I'm more concerned with my currency
Smoke a blunt with me
We only smoke the best
Break it down and roll it
Don’t forget my filter tips
Hit it til you cough
Feel it in yo chest
Other than the money
Only thing that mirrors sex
Smoke a blunt with me
We only smoke the best
Break it down and roll it
Don’t forget my filter tips
Hit it til you cough
Feel it in yo chest
Other than the money
Only thing that mirrors sex
WRITERS
Marv illest, Marv Walker, Travis Burnett, Travis Lavoe
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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