Music: Calvin Credle Jr
Lyrics: Calvin Credle Jr
If it's wine,
I'll pop in the room and I'ma let it flow
My niggas came
with them dirty tools, they know that we on go
How would it look
if I beef with one of my brothers about a hoe?
My nigga chill,
that ain't real,
but that's really how it go
Man,
I do well,
you can't be mad at me that's just how it go
These niggas ain't true,
they gon' fall out with they brothers about a hoe
Girl, how you do,
a nigga that held you down So dirty and so grind,
that shit ain't real
Girl, that's trifling and I hope you ****ing know
So keep your business to yourself,
don't care who you ****ing on
I care about my family and my wealth,
you can give a **** about what you want
I'm getting money over here,
these niggas mad,
it ain't fair I'm being unfunctioning,
they stare at my diamonds, they gon' glare
If it's wine,
I'll pop in the room and I'ma let it flow
My niggas came with them dirty tools, they know that we on go
How would it look
if I beef with one of my brothers about a hoe?
My nigga chill,
that ain't real,
but that's really how it go
Man,
I do well,
you can't be mad at me, that's just how it go
These niggas ain't true,
they gon' fall out with they brothers about a hoe
Girl, how you do,
a nigga that held you down So dirty and so grind,
that shit ain't real
Girl, that's trifling and I hope you ****ing know