Lyrics

B.R.A
Grit me Mr. Mr. she ain’t call me anything else
Big pointers
Big ol’ pointers
Lose my mind in this bitch, start tweaking
Baby girl a dime but I ain’t got a dime to give her
Grandma be eating it but I put codeine on my liver
Spiking up my sprite with 6 pumps like Starbucks (Goddamn)
Most of the **** doubted me, **** present day they stuck (pussy)
Gone give it up where the cash? A stick up …
Now the kit in blue, **** it got my dick up
See you calling the hoe, but she ain’t got her phone, she by the pool (I dig it)
All my hoes got jewels **** it look like they signed too
Bitch I’m Dc2T but it can’t be no times two
**** made a wish but came last like baby poof
Darker than the night but I got cash like crackers do (on my fucking god)
She really love, baby do, she got it tatted too but I don’t love her
I’m a cash up, **** I’m on downers, she on uppers
I got two pints to me, rush hour Chris Tucker
Guess my schedule clear right now, I’ll take a shot with ya
Gone give me that nookie bitch x8
Written by: Dillan Caster
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