sellin' it

Hey txeej Whole lot of money been comin' in That bitch want to f*ck cause I'm up again Ain't giving out sauce, lil bitch I ain't selling it She ate up the dick but she swore she was celibate Call up my twins, then niggas raising hell She want to f*ck on my twin I can tell I need some more drugs nigga crack a seal Cop another pound of weed I'm up I'm higher than you Money keep surrounding me That lil hoe want a dollar I give her the boot Clear out the room lil nigga move She want to f*ck to my song She feeling the groove Told that hoe to roll up it get me on the mood I love the drugs, I don't love you We too geeked, bitch we too up Bad lil hoe said she want to f*ck Need more swag issey ain't enough Need me a bag Trying to be too up, huh (Ok, yeah) Trying to be up in that track Trying to be up on the top floor fucking that bitch from the back We finna ain't at his taco, take that lil boy off the map Serving them chickens like Rosco's, had to serve my brother a new pack Niggas chatting what's the facts Pink hair, Faygo, take him off the map I smoke out that piggity, smoke out that pack Oh you want that lil bitch? Then come and get her back Nigga been Kizzy, I ain't fucking slatt Cop a lil hundred, break it down the ones They look up to me that nigga my son Front pocket on the jacket, nigga keep a gun Finna cop a new crib when I'm 21 Yeah, high with the guys Me and your lil hoe been making cream pies That nigga ain't up man he just getting by She shaking that motherfucking ass, abow Young nigga a addict, young nigga be geeking I only do them fucking percs on the weekends I don't send out music, I ain't with the leaking Gave that hoe some fucking dick now she tweaking Huh, yeah Now she attached I'm just trying to live she can't get off my back Said I'm done with that bitch had to give her a rack Can't miss these bands, I'll get 'em right back Trying to count up 50k for the year Getting high off the wock I ain't sipping no beer He be watching my motherfucking gram he so weird You ain't peep what I motherfucking said you can't hear Nigga f*ck this rap shit These rappers be on whole lot of cap shit Hang with the gang, real trap shit Nigga buggin' can't f*ck on no rat bitch (Huh, damn) Whole lot of money been comin' in That bitch want to f*ck cause I'm up again Ain't giving out sauce, lil bitch I ain't selling it She ate up the dick but she swore she was celibate Call up my twins, then niggas raising hell She want to f*ck on my twin I can tell I need some more drugs nigga crack a seal Cop another pound of weed I'm up I'm higher than you Money keep surrounding me That lil hoe want a dollar I give her the boot Clear out the room lil nigga move She want to f*ck to my song She feeling the groove Told that hoe to roll up it get me on the mood I love the drugs, I don't love you