(Intro)
b*tch
Haaa let's go
(Verse)
I get fu*ked up for the hell of it
ni**a I'll rob you ni**as without the stick
I can't fu*k that b*tch she look too stiff
I get fly lil' ni**a just a cliff- red
Put them bands right on your fu*king head, yeah
In middle school I met her by the stairs, yeah
Too much money you can't understand, yeah
Call her Thugger 'cause she want it bad, sex
You can call me Drake
Best I ever had, yeah
We don't talk to jakes
Put one in your head, yeah
I can't conversate
If it ain't 'bout cash, yeah
We mеt up today
I just want some sex
The fu*k ni**a
Push right down your block it sound likе hell ni**a
Damn ni**a
I just robbed her friend for that wealth ni**a
I just heard that duh duh duh duh duh
Sound like shells ni**a
ni**as always hitting up my phone I can't help ni**as
I just got some head right on the phone call that headphone
ni**as always talking down on gang leave 'em dead gone
Kcardie yeah he talking all that sh*t
Oh that's red song
Imma put them bullets to his head now his head chrome
Hahaha, these ni**as going out sad
How the fu*k I get a car and the first day I crash
I just hit 'em for the work and I hit 'em for a stack
I need to go and get a purse 'cause I'm feeling really bad
I get dressed up for that b*tch
I get dressed up for that cash
I only wake up for that b*tch
I only wake up for them racks
I don't stop at red lights
ni**as finna get into it think I seen a fed fight
Imma stay lowkey 'cause I seen them feds strike
I'm finna fu*k a hood b*tch Imma let that bed bite
And your girlfriend calling me 'cause that b*tch be scared at night
ni**as think they better than me
Imma let them fantasize
ni**as think they better than me
Go and let your fans decide