Club Execedrid

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo [Verse] Fuck all that bullshit Nigga, we hittin' cake (Gettin' money, nigga) Tell me why the fuck Would I care what a bitch say Tell me how I made a hundred thou' off a mixtape (Tell me that) It's probably why I can't Keep these hoes Up out my face (Hahahaha) I'm up in that G-Wag' (Skrrr) I do this for fuck's sake Don't have me at your crib Skray?, yo, hand me that duct tape (Word) Nigga, we cutthroat We ain't go to Buff State The school of hard knocks And I still got my GD Even on they best days These niggas ain't seein' me (You can't fuck wit' me, man) I sleep on Versace bedding He gettin' money but he told So that make him wait for Whitman? (Haha, I told you) I sold crack for profession You can call me the professor Leave the money on the dresser Quite clever (I'm quite clever, nigga) I'm made a few millions My brains will lead the weapon (My brains will lead the weapon) I take a bitch to Club Execedrid (Hahahaha) I don't speak to pussy niggas More money, need more skrilla (I need more money, nigga) Uh, yo, my whole team killers