I Love This Game (feat. Troy Ave)

Hey, baby, I don't know what you doing over there

But the get money **** over here

Fact-o, L I T O, Lito

Money ain't a issue, baby, you already know that

Just a young player, you can find me where the dough at

Streets keep calling, it's in my soul

Something 'bout the paper, man, I just don't know

And it's on, yeah

Whatever you want, I could buy right now

It's on, yeah

A **** try front, they could die right now

Young fly ****, foreign car whipper

Chick hit it, the girl you love, I probably dissed her

Ballin', I should be on ESPN

Instead, I'm in the suite with a lesbian

I love the homies, but me and money the best of friends

Got racks in any jeans that you catch me in

Plus, I still got the grip on me, I don't slip, homie

Take your life, leave your kids and your bitch lonely

On my job, puttin' on for the squad

Used to be sellin' hard, now making hits like the mob

Whatever you want, baby girl, it ain't a prob'

You see a **** living large, you see me, Lito

Money ain't a issue, baby, you already know that

Just a young player, you can find me where the dough at

Streets keep calling, it's in my soul

Something 'bout the paper, man, I just don't know

And it's on, yeah

Whatever you want, I could buy right now

It's on, yeah

A **** try front, they could die right now

VIPs full of Rosé, I got the best hoes

I used to buy my chicks chains with the XO's

Now, I'm pushing whips you see at the expos

Haters talk slick till they get exposed

I'ma young, lit ****, yeah, call me killer, yeah

Froze me, winter gear, ice, no Frigidaire

Neck blingin', **** stare, got bullets, they could share

Get hoes by the pair, young Lito, ****, yeah

Money ain't a issue, baby, you already know that

Just a young player, you can find me where the dough at

Streets keep calling, it's in my soul

Something 'bout the paper, man, I just don't know

And it's on, yeah

Whatever you want, I could buy right now

It's on, yeah

A **** try front, they could die right now

Out in Arizona on some Spanish woman boner

Fucking with some other birds on my dirty phoning

Multitask, I get multi-cash

Me and hoes smoking blunts, burning multi-gas

Two forty on my latest, I got multi-dash

Boys that'll floss, and they oh, so fast

Gettin' back in 'em, I got bowtie swag

But I'm more than suitable to put you **** in the grass

Money ain't a issue, baby, you already know that

Just a young player, you can find me where the dough at

Streets keep calling, it's in my soul

Something 'bout the paper, man, I just don't know

And it's on, yeah

Whatever you want, I could buy right now

It's on, yeah

A **** try front, they could die right now