FW That

Lyrics

[Intro] (Cutta, we rich) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Peezy] Got her own bag, yeah, I can fuck with that Hit her one time, she ain't comin' back Yeah, drop a Perc dick, I'm the best at that Yeah, pin her legs back, let's have a wrestling match Bitch, yeah, throw them fuckin' racks up in the sky Let him fart on all my freaks, she suck that dick and she ain't shy I been trickin' off, buying that bitch, Chanel, eatin' lobster tail We been stayin' at five-star hotels, shoppin' everywhere Yeah, yeah, I heard it ain't trickin', if you got it Love to trick off on my bitch, she hеld it down, plus she solid Love to put her up on gamе, when I slip up, she keep me polished Eat that ass fresh out the shower, then we fuck for a few hours, ayy Love when she gets dressed, put that shit on, she too hard I ain't trippin' baby, get whatever you want, here just take the card Treat you like the first lady, have you walk around with a guard Fuck them bitches, just let 'em talk, her Chanel purse break they heart [Chorus: Peezy] Yeah, fine as hell, got her own bag Yeah, I can fuck with that Chanel purse, brand new G-Wag Yeah, I can fuck with that She bought her watch, you can't take it back Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that She go to school, and she be dancing Yeah, I can fuck with that She hit the road and she be scamming Yeah, I can fuck with that I buy her shit, she buy me shit too Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that [Verse 2: Kash Doll] Every boss need a boss bitch, yeah, I can fuck with that Pull this Gucci panties to the side, I like to fuck like that I can make a check when I dream, don't give a fuck about rap Every time I blink, ching-ching just made a couple bands I'm not in a regular bag, this a duffle bag I think my haters dating now, I made a couple mad My exes in my Texas like I want they ass I think my baby daddy born on St. Patty 'cause he a lucky man Still got the upper hand I can fuck with that I got a hood pass and passport to match First time he saw this ass, yeah he wanna cuff it Put this ass on the plate, he gon' call it supper Boss bitch, uppin' dog shit, you talk shit Sea sick, lookin' at my chain, you nauseous If my watch break, call a plumber, this bitch a faucet I'm not Drake, it's over for you hoes, I think I lost it [Chorus: Peezy] Yeah, fine as hell, got her own bag Yeah, I can fuck with that Chanel purse, brand new G-Wag Yeah, I can fuck with that She bought her watch, you can't take it back Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that She go to school, and she be dancing Yeah, I can fuck with that She hit the road and she be scamming Yeah, I can fuck with that I buy her shit, she buy me shit too Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that Yeah, I can fuck with that