Cranberry Juice

Ran up a check and I didn't look back, back

Don't want your bitch that hoe was whack

What is you doin' run up a set

She wanna argue, I won't react

Blow me a fifty and make it right back

I am a player bitch, I am a mac

If it ain't 'bout money please don't hit my jack

If it ain't 'bout money please don't hit my jack

Truck presidential you know it's a lack

I put that north and the gang on my back

She into feelings, I can't get attached

She on the molly, she 'bout to collapse

I'm from the mud so you know I adapt

You was a bitch, you ain't getting no dap

Gotta know my **** blowin' the truck

Might hit the block and and just show me some cross

Bought me a Gucci fur just for the winter

She wanna fuck cause a **** a winner

I can fit 'bout twenty hoes in the sprinter

You are not gang, please do not enter

Product keep testing me, you know the recipe

Uncle got chickens, I'm talking sesame

It's a necessity, you are not catching me

Thankin' the Lord cause I know He keep blessin' me

Why do you question me, it ain't no flex in me

Pop me an ecstasy, I'm tryna fuck

She tryna smoke on the Lou and stuck

How out the Beamer and jumped in the truck

New Valentino hoe these ain't no Chucks

That hoe a bird she just wanna get plucked

Bitch I'm on fire can't wait to erupt

Most of these rappers gonna run outta luck

Don't stop, go hard, shorty thick

Oh Lord, big bang, big cars

Backwoods, no guards

Look up see stars, look up see Mars

I'm scorching, she's gorgeous

Ferrari, I'm fortress

Big horses, new Porches

Where the check at, important

Extortion, made a fortune

That coco she snortin'

It take me time with this shit

And I ain't worried about none of you **** lil bit

'Cause I grind for this shit

Bit let me do what I do, ooh

You know it cost for this view, ooh

That twenty two on my shoe, ooh

I let it blow like kazoos, ooh

Oh, I'm known for breaking the rules, ooh

Oh, am I Kurt Cane with a pool, ooh

Oh, no I'm not fuckin' with dude, ooh

Oh, shorty she think that I rule, ooh

Oh, whip look like cranberry juice

Just tryna fuck on your groove

True story pour me a deuce

Get on the beat and abuse

You know I'm never gon' lose

Swim in that money like Scooge

Bitch you ain't got no excuse

Rich or be broke ****, choose

Wait

Whip look like cranberry juice

Just tryna fuck on your groove

True story pop me a duce

Get on the beat and abuse

You know I'm never gon' lose

Swim in that money like Scooge

Bitch you ain't got no excuse

Rich or be broke ****, choose

Ran up a check and I didn't look back, look back

Don't want your bitch that hoe was whack

What is you doin' run up a set

She wanna argue, I won't react

Blow me a fifty and make it right back

I am a player bitch, I am a mac

If it ain't 'bout money please don't hit my jack

If it ain't 'bout money please don't hit my jack

Truck presidential you know it's a lack

I put that north and the gang on my back

She into feelings, I can't get attached

She on the molly, she 'bout to collapse

I'm from the mud so you know I adapt

You was a bitch, you ain't getting no dap

Gotta know my **** blowin' the truck

Might hit the block and and just show me some cross