Lyrics: Yakiyn Halliburton/Taylor Sader/Kesh Balaji/Omar Nurein
Music: Yakiyn Halliburton/Taylor Sader/Kesh Balaji/Omar Nurein
Yea Yea Yea Yea Uhh
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Huh
Makin bread wit my brotha
Huh
Count it up with my twin
Huh
Burnt tire on the rubber
Huh
And I make it go SKRTTT
Huh
I got drip like a puddle
Huh
And I hope you don’t sleep, like a bad ass kid
I’m throwin these fits
Got a all white fit and it lookin like grits
Got a bad ass b*tch and she talk with a lisp
If a b*tch touch me then she poppin her fist
Poppin it, poppin it, pop it like this
Get it on and poppin man, I feel like Chris
Ima slide in the coupe
Ima slide wit yo boo
Need the money it’s glue
Huh
Balenci my boots
We gon salute
Huh
If I said it, it’s true
Yuhh
Take a trip to Tuluum
Huh
Bitch, I’m up like balloons
Huh
And I blow out her back
Yuh
B*tch I blow out a fuse (Oh shit)
Put that b*tch on a mat, I can’t get too attached
I keep it a stack, (Huh!) I don’t do the chit-chat
I run through some racks, I keep it at that
Shhh, if you **** with my sack, or play with my pack
Like a bug you get zapped
Huh
I put brack on her back
Now I’m crackin her back
And she love when I play with her cat
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Making bread wia my brotha
Huh
Count it up with my twin
Huh
Burnt tire on the rubber
And i make it go SKRTTT
Huh
I got drip like a puddle
And I hope you don’t sleep
Huh
All my bitches they fine
All my bitches they equisite
Bout to pimp out my ride
Huh
Man, I feel like Xzibit
Huh
In a 4-wheel drive, whippin’ through the south side
All the windows they tinted
Huh
Man your b*tch is a 5, my b*tch is a dime
Plus ten different b*tches
I can turn to magician
Man the roof will be missin
Hit the block and remix it
Huh
In her mouth like a dentist
And she open like Denny’s
I ain’t pay her no penny
And these n***** they mix-y
Tinker bell and they pixie
Turn her like Timmy
I put drank in my sippy
Who in the city too litty?
You can’t belittle my pimpin’
If you get money get wit me (Woah)
Come join the committee
All my hoes on your wishlist
And they wanna take pictures
Go!
They ain’t just blowin me kisses
Money spread like some butter
Spend it all on some kicks
Huh
Making bread wia my brotha
Huh
Count it up with my twin
Huh
Burnt tire on the rubber
Huh
And i make it go SKRTTT
Huh
I got drip like a puddle
Huh
And I hope you don’t sleep
Huh
All my bitches they fine
Huh
All my bitches they equisite
Bout to pimp out my ride
Huh
Man, I feel like Xzibit
Huh
In a 4-wheel drive, whippin’ through the south side
All the windows they tinted
Huh
Man your b*tch is a 5, my b*tch is a dime
Plus ten different b*tches
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Ooooo
Oh shit