Lyrics:
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
bout a hunned bottles
Nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips
Nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes
Nigga you ain't fuck
me where I'm goin'
I told him, fuck away from these niggas, fuck away from these hoes
Fuck away from these niggas, fuck away from these hoes
I told
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest
Where tha real niggas at?
Light one for a real nigga
Smoke one for a real nigga
Let's talk about real niggas
Since we always talkin' 'bout hoes
hoes at?)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends (Where the bitches at who want niggas with money?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
hoes at?)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?
Let's be friends (Where the bitches at who want niggas with money?)
You ain't gotta be my man at all
trust these hoes (CB, fuck with me)
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Whoa, these hoes
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
When I rich nigga want you
on my back initiated in blood
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues
And you could
want the dick, don't flex
I know you hoes want the dick, don't flex
All I wanna do is pull the thots out nigga
Throw a party by the pool, put them hoes
of my year
Two course when you mention my gear
lil low low lil showboat, nigga since MO-CO
Rose for the hoes in the VI, P-PI, gotta do it more like
off our dicks
Never fucking with them loud-ass
Clicks and crews
And bucking down busters that be acting rude
'Cause these niggas and these hoes
On some
baby, I ain't chasin'
'Cause only in still water we can see our faces
Real shit, I told my nigga
"Boy, you better watch them hoes when you sleepin'
Uhh, c'mon!
It's more to a song than, jewelry and clothes
More to a nigga's life than, money and hoes
The game is a lot bigger than you, think
of my niggas got rich sellin' grass
One of my niggas got rich off swag
One of my niggas got rich off hoes
One of my niggas got rich off coke
One of my
, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga,
Why you call them hoes bitches?
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga,
'Cause them hoes is bitches!
about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
When I rich nigga want you
Open a book
Let’s take walk through the mind
Of a trill one
Who will come from the left real fast
Tryna kill one or two of you hoes
By just beatin’
hoes got miles on it (ah)
From the H, so I wanna come down on it
Throw it back, make a nigga throw the towel on it
And I know you wanna slide in
her)
Fine she a dime showin off (I fucked her)
Caught her at the club by the deal for real
Ask to what it is and she let her nigga trill (YEAHRRR)
face, nigga
Hoes smilin' in my face, nigga
Your hoe smiling in my face, nigga (hello)
She out of line, she out of place, nigga (hello)
Everybody know
I watch broke niggas claiming they goat
They goat
Hear hoe niggas talk about hoes
Talk about the hoes
Funny how you claim real
You ain't real nigga
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