Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
RTB MB
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Bridges
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Enrgy made this one
Gang, RTB, ****
Come on, ****
[Verse 2]
Made three hunnid racks on some bored shit
**** tryna hate up on the gang 'cause we got they main bitch doing whore shit
**** from the South? We'll pull up to the North quick
Baby off the shrooms, now she laughing and she snorting
I just bagged a Puerto Rican bitch and she gorgeous
Let her chill up in the section, now she feel important
We in the strip with a hunnid bands, we be on some poor shit
And she jealous 'cause I hit her friend, now she want some more dick
[Verse 3]
****, left her with the chatty face
I ain't papi to her, but I make her call me daddy, ay
Brodie real ****, took the charge, Shane Battier
Bands make her ass clap, now we playing patty cake
You can't get no loan, bitch, fuck I look like, Sallie Mae?
I get on my mean shit when I go and grab the drank
Gave my mom a house and a car, she got the happy face
Took a bitch to go and eat some burgers, we having Krabby dates
Opps want some smoke, but they burnt out
She a good girl, she took a trip with us, now she turnt out
Bitch, we ain't smoking, we sending shots at Big Worm house
I hit his ho, then I locked her out, I'm David Stern now
I be hitting hoes, you with your gang, taking turns, wow
You was the man, how you at the crib smoking sherm now?
I got exotics, bitches call me Usher, let it burn now
I went ghost and went to Miami, my bitch concerned now
I be making bitches mad, but they say I'm too terrific
Type of ****, tell my bitch to grab a bitch, I'm too specific
I can tell you never hooped before because your shooters missing
Bitches mad 'cause I don't give them time, but I don't do attendance
[Verse 4]
Made three hunnid racks on some bored shit
**** tryna hate up on the gang 'cause we got they main bitch doing whore shit
Yeah, we from the South, but we'll pull up to the North quick
Baby off the shrooms, get to laughing and she snorting
I just met a Puerto Rican bitch and she gorgeous
Let her chill up in the section, now lil' baby feel important
Threw a hunnid bands in the strip club on some poor shit
She jealous 'cause I hit her friend, now she want some more dick
[Verse 5]
RTB, ****, gang
Written by: Miles Bridges