Next Up
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, good morning!
Big old Grizzly Gang
Helluva made this beat baby
Frost on my Rollie look like grass in the morning
I don't fuck with him, he try to shake my hand, I'ma owe him
Paranoid, reachin' for your pants, I might smoke you
I don't fuck with her, only hit her line when I'm horny
Gucci rain, coat on, look like money when it's stormy (okay)
Wake up on Chanel, I look like money in the morning
I get fresh for nothing, look like money when I'm pointless
I keep buying pointers, riding thousand horses, yeah
I won't let a nigga check me
Won't ever let a nigga disrespect me
That bitch fuckin' soon as she met me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't fuck with her because she nasty
But I fuck with her because she nasty
All in public she know how to keep it classy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
A fucked up predicament is what you put yourself in
Nigga look like he gon' snitch, I pull that bitch on my mans (on God)
You was down, he was up, niggas really ain't your kin (uh-uh)
You could be a real nigga, dig deep, look within (huh)
Benihana grub, look like camels (Rush hour)
I can't fit no guns in this Lambo' truck (no)
Hmm, spent another dub, bitch, I ran it up (huh)
Your bitch fell in love, she can't stand no scrubs
I'd say this Rolex was twenty eight thousand (huh)
Whole kit cost a nigga house, yes
If I drop another chain, you can't doubt that
Caught a nigga baby mama in the mouse traps
Me and Tee same song, easy two mil'
Wait 'til I really turn up, that's 'bout to build
Hit the club, fuck it up, never too deep
I got a hundred on before I sign my new deal (on God)
I might eat your bitch pussy with my new grill (yeah)
Or put this Roxy in her booty, how this blue feel? (bitch)
Snort a line of top sad off this new seal (ooh, ooh)
Thirty clip, HD, Jerry P, new feel
I won't let a nigga check me (that's a fact)
Won't ever let a nigga disrespect me (that's a fact)
That bitch fuckin' soon as she met me (on God)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't fuck with her because she nasty
But I fuck with her because she nasty
All in public she know how to keep it classy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay
Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Casada Aaron Sorrell
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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