1mg

Lyrics

[Verse] She foul, get back to it Lost pounds, drown my fluid She don't know, wifey flow She ride my (wooh) till my soul get through it I shouldn't have to speak But it's a moral I keep Money talk, money talk, yuh But you ain't goin hear it from me, yuh Now they tryna intervene Fuckas scared to lose the lead But that's the thing I never need But that's the thing I never need Pussies want they needs, feed 'em dick for sleep Everybody keep falling, yuh Think they dusted clean, fuck the whole scene Nobody different to me, I promise You want the product, splittin' your wallet They finna cop it just for the topic Pay em in silence, they never like it Mental crash course, I been auto-pilot I put the work in but ain't see the milage I'm a disgrace if you ask me in private Just like the violence, they claiming is honest I'm a disgrace if you ask me in private [Chorus] Old bitch, need to get a grip Half these mothafuckas on my dick Funny how the money make them sick I'm in and out they way, then I dip Old bitch, need to get a grip Half these mothafuckas on my dick Funny how the money make them sick I'm in and out they way, then I dip