Lyrics

Issa big body bitch, on my left wrist nigga Bitch don't play hard to get You fucking with a rich nigga If a nigga talking rah, We gone up them blicks nigga If a shordy acting hard Hit ah with the dick nigga Dropped a rack on my pinkie and a braclet I'm not changing for a hoe, And she gone face it On her knees doing favors, She gone face it Dr. SMOKE Choppa give a Nigga face lift Gone be rich In a year, I could taste it I can't fuck with county hoes cause they too basic I'm gone skrt up in a mazi bitch I'm racing Dropped a percy inna bottle and I'm wasted Doing better then these niggas why they mad huh? I done Kicked it with his shorty now he mad huh? She done tweaked that ass up for a bag huh I been on the come down from the rags na It's Crazy what this money make these hoes do She ain't loyal that's another lie she told you When u acting up she said I'm her go to If you acting cold then bitch I could be cold too They said smoke you really turning to the old you I said nigga how u know me ion know you?