Sencillo / Pista

Disgusting (Clean Version)

Letras

I count up the bread and I start to invest and my momma she told me she love it

And You know I'm on go for my momma they play with my heart and I'm giving concussions

And boy I don't play but I hope and I pray that I don't have to let out the oven

Cause if you gone play with them boys from the town better know it be getting disgusting aye

Ain't no discussion come for sack and my team get to rushing aye

Roll up the Russian, cream on the wood Yea you know that it's bussing ah

Listen it's nothing don't do the cap, don't do the bluffing aye

Yea it's disgusting, boy I'm the illest I need Robitussin woah

Give it up. told em boys Slow down cause they gone slip up tryna keep it up

Never needed much

Just a duffle for the stash cause the money never left when I needed her

But trust me I never forgot all the dirt, yea boy they lied and threw shade had me hurt

I took the wheel had to speed up to first

Yea they gone see me for all that I'm worth, been on my grind had to put in that work

I need my bread like that rent on the first

Swear it don't stop till I'm dead in a hearse

I'm praying to God cause I ain't been to church, I just pray he forgives me for all that it's worth

I know I'm blessed cause I came through the worst but I'm still up on top like a coat on a shirt

I gotta shine but you know they gone hate on the glow

Gotta get mine so I really ain't tripping on yours

I'm getting paid on the low

Know I don't play with the dough

And I'm gone go til I blow