K Camp - Cranberry Juice lyrics

Ran up a check and I didn't look back Don't want your b**h, that hoe was wack What is you doing? run up a sack She want to argue, I won't react Blow me a 50 and make it right back I am a player b**h, I am a mack If it ain't about money Please don't hit my jack If it ain't about money, please don't hit my jack Truck presidential, you know it's a lack I put the north and the gang on my back She in her feelings, I can't get attached She on the molly, she about to collapse I'm from the mud so you know I adapt You is a b**h, you ain't getting no dap Got to know my n***a bow and a trap Might hit the block and shoot me some craps Bought me a Gucci fur just for the winter She want to f** cuz a n***a a winner I could fit about 20 hoes in a sprinter You are not gang, please do not enter Why they keep testing me, you know the recipe Uncle got chickens, I'm talking sesame It's a necessity, you are not catching me Thanking the lord cuz I know he keep blessing me Why do you question me, it ain't no flex in me Pop me an ecstasy, I'm tryna f** You try to smoke on the lou and got stuck Hopped out the beamer and jumped in the truck New Valentino hoe, these ain't no chucks That hoe a bird, she just want to get plucked b**h I'm on fire, I can't wait to erupt Most of these rappers gone run out of luck Don't stop. go hard Shorty thick, oh lord Big bank, big cars Backwoods, no guards Look up, see stars Look up, see mars I'm scrotches, she gorgeous Ferrari on 40's Bigs horses, new Porches Where the check at? Important Extortionist made a fortune That coco, she snorting I take my time with this sh** And I ain't worried about nun of you n***as lil bih Cuz I grind for this sh**, I did Bih let me do what I do You know it cost for this view That 22 on my shoe I let it blow like a zoos I'm known for breaking the rules , ou And my crib came with a pool No i'm not f**ing with dude Shorty she think that i'm rude Whip look like cranberry juice Just tryna f** on your girl True story, pour me a deuce Get on the beat and abuse You know I'm never gone lose Swim in that money like Scrooge b**h you ain't got no excuse Rich or be broke n***a choose Whip look like cranberry juice Just tryna f** on your girl True story, pour me a duece Get on the beat and abuse You know I'm never gone lose Swim in that money like Scrooge Just tryna f** on your girl b**h you ain't got no excuse Rich or be broke n***a choose Ran up a check and I didn't look back Don't want your b**h, that hoe was wack What is you doing? run up a sack She want to argue, I won't react Blow me a 50 and make it right back I am a player b**h, I am a mack If it ain't about money Please don't hit my jack If it ain't about money, please don't hit my jack Truck presidential, you know it's a lack I put the north and the gang on my back She in her feelings, I can't get attached She on the molly, she about to collapse I'm from the mud so you know I adapt You is a b**h, you ain't getting no dap Got to know my n***a bow and a trap Might hit the block and shoot me some craps