Net Worth

Lyrics

[Intro] (DTdaKidd) (Beat those drums) [Chorus: Pif] Fuck it, I'ma get ignant first Super Soaker wet up your shirt From the mud and not the dirt Fuck your pussy, what's in your purse? Bread first, then let's see how that head work Network, shit, that show me net worth [Verse 1: Pif] Been workin' all summer, 'bout to hurt 'em all winter Back to ballin' on you bitches, we winnin', let's get it Keep bitches out your business, give these bitches the business I'm 'bout to make a killing, 'cause nowadays, they in they feelings I been chasin' dead people all summer, my pockets haunted I'm the typе to get ghost if you ain't talkin' money Stand down 'fore it's man down, nigga gеt pat down Fuck a handout to stand out on that route Homie, I just point a finger and my hitter squeeze Shit, boy, this like a breeze, I do this shit with ease I was gon' leave the game, your bitch won't let me leave I'm chasin' checks, I can't let that gossip get to me, try me, be a memory [Chorus: Pif] Fuck it, I'ma get ignant first Super Soaker wet up your shirt From the mud and not the dirt Fuck your pussy, what's in your purse? Bread first, then let's see how that head work Network, shit, that show me net worth [Verse 2: Don Trip] Hold up, wait If you got my money, then we have to meet you, baby I been 'bout my paper since I had a Trapper Keeper Say you trust that little sassy diva 'cause she bad and freaky 'Til I get that bitch alone and she tell all your nasty secrets Niggas talk too much We wouldn't know your business if that ho wasn't in it Stalk your Instagram, niggas get a few dollars, then get photogenic Find out where you stay, you think you safe until your door get entered Posted where you live, you might as well invited us over for dinner Cliff ain't got no home trainin', take everything ain't nailed down We already know where you hid the money, the bitch gave up all the whereabouts You already know what this is, bro, please don't make us spell it out Really don't feel like searchin' for it, make your bitch ass help out Try with all that hero shit, turn this pistol to a murder weapon I hope someone learned they lesson, there's a sucker born every thirty seconds I ain't sayin' we done it, maybe we did, maybe we didn't Hmm, I plead the Fifth, long live Pif [Outro] (DTdaKidd) (Beat those drums)