And I ain′t got no money out
Fuck with me, imma pull up in your mummy 'ouse
Smokin′ on a lot shit and you know the money long
Killin' all the niggas on it now
She no wan' leave me alone
She no wan′ leave me alone
Everyday she calling up a nigga on the phone (yeah)
I wanna beat and when I beat I gotta go (yeh, yeh)
She want the D, I know (I know)
She no wan' leave me alone (alone)
Everyday she calling up a nigga on the phone (on the phone)
I wanna beat and when I beat I gotta go, yeah-ye (skrrr)
I tell her fuck it up (fuck it up)
Think that I′m in love, ah
Think you just feel like a drug, ah
Might just wrap the night up with a mugshot, yeah
Think I'm feeling something love-like
He just wanna pay for bottles
Just trynna throw the racks on 'em
He just wanna pay for bottles
Just trynna throw the racks on 'em
She want the D, yea I know
I told her please, get on the phone
Meet me at the crib, I'm all alone (I′m by myself)
Fuck up the VIP, and then I′m gone
I see him runnin' out of options
All these hoes in here be
Baby, lets take this business to my office
I'll hit up party, we can take this to the Lord's crib (church)
If you believin′ in my sausage
Just wait until I tell her
Think that I'm in love, ah
Think you feel just like a drug, ah
Might just wrap the night up with a mugshot, yeah
Think I′m feeling something love-like
But she got a man (fuck him)
He just wanna pay for bottles
He ain't gotta wait it (no, no)
Just trynna throw the racks on ′em
He just wanna pay for bottles
Just trynna throw the racks on ′em
She want the D, yeah I know
I told her please, get on the phone
Meet me at the crib, I'm all alone (I'm by myself)
Fuck up the VIP, and then I′m gone
Always on some crazy shit
And I keep 'em coming like it′s baby shit
I don't wanna talk, me I rather do that shit
I ain′t with that d for bottle 'maybe′ shit
I don't know if you're real
Revvin′ thru the interstate
You can see it in my face
I remember I was workin' like a slave
Ten toes down ′til the grave
Now I'm seein′ six figures everyday
I tell her fuck it up (it up)
Think that I'm in love, ah
Think you just feel like a drug, ah
Might just wrap the night up with a mugshot, yeah
Think I'm feeling something love-like
But she got a man (fuck it)
He just wanna pay for bottles
He ain′t gotta wait it (no, no)
Just trynna throw the racks on ′em
He just wanna pay for bottles
Just trynna throw the racks on ′em (racks, racks, racks)
She want the D, yeah I know (I know, I know, I know)
I told her please, get on the phone (get on the phone, brrr)
Meet me at the crib, I'm all alone (I′m by myself)
Fuck up the VIP, and then I'm gone
I see him runnin′ out of –