Lyrics
My mind on money on money
I’ll never look back again
These hoes came to us
But I want the baddest friend
All these hoes come through
Ain’t no hoe that’ll call me up again
I put K right on my bed
Some Rob Kardashian
Let’s high look at that ass
Some Rob Kardashian
Do you, n****, put this bitch on assess
He’ll never do that again
I know you don’t give a fuck bout her feelin bad
She’ll never give a fuck again
All right, me and n**** bein sly
And they catch a body on Keisha
I put a bitch down one time
I put a bitch in the fridge
Still they out her lyin, markin
That n**** out when he
I said “Damn lil girl, you fine
But I like what you do to people”
Still the bitch like “quick can’t be mine”
But you can’t meet the reboof
I don’t know bout your life
But I know I’m a singer
Young n**** fight loud
Want me to drop my singles
Bad bitch my height
That’s why I think we equals
I looked at her one time
Her n**** she gon leave him
You listen to him
Do n****, they mislead you
You can come right here, lil bitch
Know I won’t mistreat you
Let me come right there, right bitch
Know I will not eat you
And the ball out now they be s
And the ball out there, goin out
Goin to see you
You said you don’t wanna trust no more
Bitch you still don’t need em
Bitch you still don’t need em
Ima tell you I’ve been tryin no business
That all needles
They tellin me “Yhap, man
You’re better than the Beatles”
Make it like JC
Jeepers creepers
Do I look like JC
Jeepers creepers
Aye put her in the ring
Aye put her in the ring
All these bitches don’t wanna sing
Grab the mic, man let the hoe sing
I was with a stripper hoe like lil Wayne
Ima fuck her like T-Pain
But you bitch walkin with her gang
They all got iced out chains
My hoe picked in up in gang
Man I felt her pain
Man they never seen any of it, my money
Bitch how the fuck Ima pose outta sale
LA I was reading June and B Jones
Like damn lil bitch got my name
She gon tell me to leave her alone
But I can’t cause she gon say I changed
Okay hoe see, I lay her down
What the fuck is wussings with dave
I got different mood swings when I wake up
And my bitch braids
I got different mood swings when I wake up
Pick a bitch, different days
They unique tueday all they hoes right
They got different shades
Written by: Alex Alvarado, Jamaruean Macaiah Jones, James Milor Montgomery
