Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy Ayy, ayy What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (What? What? What?) [Verse] I'll take myself to the grave before I take a bitch serious (What?) Run this money up and keep it goin', no period (Ayy) You can call me anything, but you cannot call me broke (Ayy) I might take a bitch shopping just to give her some hope (Ayy) It's a lot of freaky girls, why you think you so special? (Why?) Lot of niggas hit you up and I just pray you don't let 'em, fuck (Fuck) This a lot of trust (Trust), I can turn you up (Up) Been a big dog (Dog) since a little pup (Puppy) Treat me like the man I am, I'm not the one you're used to (Ayy, no) Big shotta, I'm not the one with the deuce-deuce (With the deuce-dеuce) Forty-five mag' (Mag'), pop 'em likе a tag (Tag) Get this swag from my mama (Mama), get this hustle from my dad (Dad) Four quarters every day, I'm keepin' shit a hundred You can have it if you want it, dog, you just gotta want it (You just gotta want it) It ain't trickin' if I got it, you can be my honey Left my old girl alone, now the girl can't even function [Chorus] Bank account stupid Pockets look stupid New girl smart, but that booty look stupid (Stupid) Don't make me up that pole and go stupid (Stupid) Nigga, is you stupid? Bank account stupid Pockets look stupid New girl smart, but that booty look stupid (Stupid) Don't make me up that pole and go stupid (Stupid) Nigga, is you stupid?