Lyrics

[Chorus]
Five thousand ones from strippers
She threw money at my pimp and I ain't never had to tip her
Trackhawk got wings on it, it go faster than a missile
By the time you hear that brr, bird done already hit you
Yeah, I'm standing on an issue
I've been shitting on these ****, damn near running out of tissue
Throw a body on a bitch like she got a dirty pistol
Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I ain't flying with you
Sauce done made so many millions off of upgrading strippers
[Verse 1]
Balling so hard in LA, I thought I'd play for the Clippers
Pints on pints on pints on pints, we state to state with the Zippers
This big Louis coat I bought was 7K for the zipper
Watch me fuck a rap bitch, make her do the song and diss ya
We outside with the militia, buy thirteen Nintendo switches
My neck Jason Waterfall, I hop out Left Eye and Chilli
Seen me dripping out in Philly, sipping syrup next to Gilly
All these snow bunnies 'round me, thought I was a hillbilly
[Chorus]
Five thousand ones from strippers
She threw money at my pimp and I ain't never had to tip her
Trackhawk got wings on it, it go faster than a missile
By the time you hear that brr, bird done already hit you
Yeah, I'm standing on an issue
I've been shitting on these ****, damn near running out of tissue
Throw a body on a bitch like she got a dirty pistol
Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I ain't flying with you
Sauce done made so many millions off of upgrading strippers
[Verse 2]
Walk up in this bitch, Mannie Fresh, spending cash money
Try to crash, you gon' fail the test like the last dummy
She Balenciaga'd cross the chest, I'ma splash honey
Booty like a pillow, let me rest on that ass, honey
[Chorus]
Five thousand ones from strippers
She threw money at pimp and, pimp and I ain't never had to tip her
Trackhawk got wings on it, it go faster than a missile
By the time you hear brr, brr, bird done already hit you
Yeah, I'm standing on an issue
I've been shitting on these ****, damn near running out, -ssue, -ssue
Throw a body on a bitch like she got a dirty pistol
Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I ain't flying with you
Sauce done made so many millions off of upgrading strippers
Written by: Albert Mondane Walker
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