Top Songs By slaywitme
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tevon Richards
Songwriter
Lyrics
Fuck
Wait, turn me up a little bit
My money so thick, got me horny
Make some shit, I need alimony
Fuckboy tryna take my seats and my swag
He ain't even got my money in the bag
Droppin' bodies like a nun
I'm still makin' my way up top
These bands, they shop like they're from racks
Want that free, you gettin' tacks
I did it (I did it)
I did it, I did it, I did it (I did it)
I made it, my ****, I made it (I made it)
And I ain't gonna let anybody take you (Don't take it)
Say to my bitch ****, I did it
I did it (I did it)
I did it, I did it, I did it (I did it)
I made it, I made it, I made it (I made it)
Got a .8, don't want anybody take it (Don't take it)
Say to my bitch ****, Iā
My money so thick, got me horny
Make some shit, I need alimony
Fuckboy tryna take my seats and my swag
He ain't even got my money in the bag
Droppin' bodies like a nun
I'm still makin' my way up top
These bands, they shop like they're from racks
Want that free, you gettin' tacks
****'s broke as fuck, who you shootin' at?
Stomp his head in like a rat
My blade is always wet
I'm still countin' checks
You're still texting your ex (Hahaha!)
****, you a joke, ****, kill yourself
Did you hit a girl or did you shoot yourself?
All that money, I'm gettin' cocky
My money so thick, got me horny
Make some shit, I need alimony
Fuckboy tryna take my seats and my swag
He ain't even got my money in the bag
Droppin' bodies like a nun
I'm still makin' my way up top
These bands, they shop like they're from racks
Want that free, you gettin' tacks
Written by: Tevon Richards