Valid

I don't give a fuck about your act

I just wanna count a hundred racks in my lap

Billy gang's back, Mack Daddy on the track

Oh I think they like me, okay valid that's facts

Booling off that drank and an eighth of that loud pack

Bitch I'm in your hood sipping tea in your cul-de-sac

Shit done got busy mane, I ain't got no time nor place

For dealing with you fuck boys, so please get the fuck out my face

(Woof woof) God damn, Hen on the track, can't you feel the bass

I hope you can 'cause baby I can't even feel my face

To my gunners to my shooters may you keep the peace

Don't worry player we get paid I mean homie sheesh

Real talk, I'm a pimp, baby what it do

If I can lick it 'til you cum then I'm here for you

I see that smile that you got when you look this way

I think she know I got steez and I'm hella paid

The way I move, you would swear I walk with a limp

The way you move, it seems like you spending all your rent

She wanna ride with me I think that I feel the same

Next thing I know she walking 'round with my gold chain

I don't give a fuck about your act

I just wanna count a hundred racks in my lap

Billy gang's back, Mack Daddy on the track

Oh I think they like me, okay valid that's facts

I don't give a fuck about your act

I just wanna count a hundred racks in my lap

Billy gang's back, Mack Daddy on the track

Oh I think they like me, okay valid that's facts