Glitch (feat. Tinashe)

Oh, oh, shit, system got a glitch, bitch (oh, shit) Money comin' in, it got an itch, bitch (yeah) Everyday you know I'm gettin' rich, bitch (rich, money) Niggas hatin', I don't give a shit, bitch Guilty conscience, I ain't innocent, yeah (yeah) Tryna make a nigga seize and desist (ayy) I command your bitch, I suran the whip (ah) I demand some chips, I'm bringin' the clips My back in, flip, I hang 'round some Crips (shh) Some Bloods, pimps, some thugs, duh, sup? Oh, yeah, that's right Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right You goddamn right Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right We don't play nice Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right Just rate my price Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's- Money bags, cash, cars, clothes Hunnid racks, stack tall, woah Money bags, cash, cars, clothes Hunnid racks, stack tall, woah Yeah, out late night with some move (move) We stay breakin' all the rules (rules) Me and three bitches in the nude (nude) I'm the realest nigga in the room (room) Another 20K came through (yes) I'm runnin' through, but not actin' foolish Nothin' to prove, got somethin' to lose So, buckle your dues, to pay for my doom (ooh) From the westside it's true (true) In a designer suit (suit) Watch who you talkin' to (who?) Out of my mind, I'm glitchin' Probably 'cause I been sippin', smokin', trippin' All of these bitches dancin' on top of my dickies Countin' up 100s and 50s It's gettin wicked, I'm 'bout to black in a minute I'm gone Oh, yeah, that's right Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right You goddamn right Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right We don't play nice Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's right Just rate my price Oh, yeah, that's right, oh, yeah, that's- Money bags, cash, cars, clothes Hunnid racks, stack tall, woah Money bags, cash, cars, clothes Hunnid racks, stack tall, woah Oh, yeah, that's right Oh, yeah, that's right Oh, yeah, that's right Oh, yeah, that's right