Lyrics
Baby I'm making a killin' today
Get the bread then I fled the scene
Yeah, for me she be going all Playboy
But she never been in magazines
I told him that I do not play boy
Got this magazine tucked in my jeans
She told me to pull up my pants
But I been flexing my belt cause it's clean
I'm a winner she seen that I did it
And this Rollie on me it don't tell time
Drugs on me, I need to quit it
But I pop me a xan then I felt fine
Pulling up, I see the finish
I'm making them look at my taillights
She's telling me that she want it
It's going down at the red light
She tat my name on her body
They wanna know how I do that
Leaving me left like a zombie
I'm loving the way that you move that
Making this money my hobby, yeah
Aint know my voice would do that
She's telling me I'm too cocky, yeah
So why would you go and pursue that?
She always spending them dollars on me
Now she tripping I'm wanting my dues back
I don't even know why you worry about me
Yeah, I told you that you shouldn't do that
Step out the crib with this ice on me and I feel like P.K Subban
Seen the sum when it hit my account and I went to rodeo and blew it
Lockin' myself in the stu too much, all that I do is music
She said you don't even use them drugs, all that you do is abuse em
I've been sippin' this cut till I'm way too up
She don't even know how I'm movin'
Don't even know how I'm movin'
Baby I'm making a killin' today
Get the bread then I fled the scene
Yeah, for me she be going all Playboy
But she never been in magazines
I told him that I do not play boy
Got this magazine tucked in my jeans
She told me to pull up my pants
But I been flexing my belt cause it's clean
Baby I'm making a killin' today
Get the bread then I fled the scene
Yeah, for me she be going all Playboy
But she never been in magazines
I told him that I do not play boy
Got this magazine tucked in my jeans
She told me to pull up my pants
But I been flexing my belt cause it's clean