Lyrics: Joshua Brown
Music: Joshua Brown
(Bang!)
(Yuh bang!)
(Them young niggas gone let it bang)
(I let out the choppa it sang)
(Like bitch is you ****ing? okay)
(Yea, the money come down need a maid)
(These niggas be pussy, gay)
(This ho fine from the top to the bass)
(I want all my slime to get paid)
Yea, tryna see cards you dealing
Bitch I got drugs like a felon
I got rich nigga you jealous?
Why this life shit get so hell-ish, yuh
Can't see a nigga like helen
Bitch I want racks by the billions
My niggas shooting rebellion
Yuh she take a pill for the feeling, yuh
Bang!
Yuh bang!
Them young niggas gone let it bang
I let out the choppa it sang
Like bitch is you ****ing? okay
Yea, the money come down need a maid
These niggas be pussy, gay
This ho fine from the top to the bass
I want all my slime to get paid
I **** on that bitch and she slayed
I be rich till the end of my days
Yuh hoes do anything to get paid
Yuh I know the lil ho gone chase, yuh
I feel in love with the pape
Yuh most of these bitches be lame yuh
I charge that shit to the game
Yea, tryna see cards you dealing
Bitch I got drugs like a felon
I got rich nigga you jealous?
Why this life shit get so hell-ish, yuh
Can't see a nigga like helen
Bitch I want racks by the billions
My niggas shooting rebellion
Yuh she take a pill for the feeling, yuh
Bang!
Yuh bang!
Them young niggas gone let it bang
I let out the choppa it sang
Like bitch is you ****ing? okay
Yea, the money come down need a maid
These niggas be pussy, gay
This ho fine from the top to the bass
I want all my slime to get paid
Yea, am I your problem?
See my lows and highs, don't know, can I solve them
One bag at a time, have no money problems
You don't see eye to eye, well, that's not my problem
Well, that's not my problem
I'm just tryna help you
We can see what them shells do
How many different times I gotta tell you
When I write these rhymes, I put a spell on you, woah!
You got it all ****ed up
Said I'll rock it, just hold me up
Me and Kai we not givin' no ****s, yeah
Bitch, that bag not gone by the end of the month, yeah
If you wanted money that bad shoulda told me some
Yea, tryna see cards you dealing
Bitch I got drugs like a felon
I got rich nigga you jealous?
Why this life shit get so hell-ish, yuh
Can't see a nigga like helen
Bitch I want racks by the billions
My niggas shooting rebellion
Yuh she take a pill for the feeling, yuh
Bang