Lyrics
Been trippin off some pape need it everyday
From ya job blade or net take it anyway
Tinted up riding with a fn through the bay
Nigga just be tryna make it home okay
Prada feet carti me im a rollie rocker
Long ways from eatin chicken outta Dorsey Locker
Now im pullin up n benzes a coupé parker
This aint no light skin shit bitch im a lil darker
In the city off the runts pack stoopid cooked
Baby fine with the freckles gotta nigga hooked
All that fuckin playin humble have u overlooked
Aint made no money off rap but i look overbooked
Gotta do what i gotta do we need food
Gotta move how the smooth move and stay true
Aint come from having much shit we cant lose
Im a play my part shit what you gone do
Bitch cant play her part ill bumped new bitch
Im that nigga having money and aint got no kids
Im dat nigga parking foreigns keep a new Whip
Got my own i aint even all in yo Crib
I know i be bella boring i like counting pape
Aint im takin care of business really everyday day
Aint im makin sure u good and everything straight
Aint im on u about yo growth and what you ate today
Real man bout mine baby i make it happen
Aint shit like bra you use to niggas cattin
A real one in yo face you just to use to cappers
Im a nigga bout my money i am not a rapper
That here one day and gone shit be hella stoopid
Go find you square baby go play cupid
I be lovin hard bitch you hella foolish
Cant be trippin bout no bitch man that's hella stoopid