Intro

Yeah
Mhm
Laudiano
No hook on this bitch I’ma dive in
I just did 120 on the I-10
A nigga going crazy you don’t like him
You’s a bitch say you broke so be quiet
Damn I just made a bag on a Sunday
You don’t play with us we do gun play
Bitch all I know is get money fuck fakes
Caught him on his own block he try to run away
Bitch you know it don’t work like that bitch
Spend that money then I get it right back bitch
Talking big you gon' meet this MAC bitch
All I like talking about is cash shit
But you should know that bitch I’m the bag chaser
All my niggas got foreigns drag racing
Bitch its my time I been patient
You ain’t never been through what I’m facing
That’s just facts run it back from they bitch ass
Nigga I had to fuck your bitch 'cause that bitch bad
If he talking 'bout a joint shit I been that
If you talking 'bout a boss shit that’s what I am
I could hold all your dough but not hold your hand
I’m your pimp not your bae who you think I am
I pull up and tax you like I’m uncle Sam
If that’s my motherfucking right hand
Hit you with this FM your shit might jam
No hook on this bitch I go right in
No hook on this bitch I go right in