Danny Phantom (feat. CYDDOLO)

Flipped the lil' hoe one time, and she kept on comin' back Pussy got me feelin' rad, but I can't never get attached I don't even really want the fame, I thought about goin' ghost Nut on shorty eye, I make her blind She thinkin' I'm the Pope Love my lil' brother, you can't play with him He a lil' savage Tryna get up out these streets, get my niggas livin' lavish You Splurging all your cheese, how the f*ck you tryna get rich Your money stay subtracted, but bitch, my money keep on addin' up Lil' hoe suck the tip until I nut it, make me glad enough F*ck a nigga tryna fit him in his ass, just be actin' tough Nigga had one safe day in the hood, I like to call it luck Lil shawty rubbin' her ass up on me, I like to call it f*ck Like I'm Danny Phantom, swear this fire, gon' make you disappear Three o'clock in the morning, shorty screamin' all up in my ear She tryna ride my heart with no license, she got no idea I don't give a f*ck how rich I am, I'll still hit up, Ikea Forty hit a nigga bad, f*ck I think I left a trace He rollin' in the grass, check on him, is he laced? I need that lil' hoe doin' chores, or you can't come in my estate She really thought about comin' back, I told the lil' hoe it's too late (Yeah) Tell that lil' hoe, she too late, all I know is wake and bake I fell in love with gettin' pape, if you ain't gettin' to no money I don't thank your ass awake Dolo really standin' grinding Got me movin' out of state, from 44th and 38s I fell in love with jumpin' gates Ain't a thing about no dame I'mma go and make it big, I said the fucking world is mines This money in my head, I got it, planted in my mind These niggas chasin' hoes, and that's the reason yall be dyin Tell em stay up out the line, all I know is wake and bake I wake up shinin' every time, I got this money on my mind I got these dollars on my spine Got me breakin' out the X, yeah, my dawg just hit me up He say he out here doin' tasks, so I'm out the late to hit the desk I hit the bank, then hit the Jet (Yeah) (Dolo) Like what he say, like where he at In the messes with my tenses, he peedin' up, and hit delete When he truck back in the office, we don't care about no debate It's a forty-five to grind, I said I need my stemmie back Bitch, I'm OLO ZO, I'm with naldi, yeah, you know Flipped the lil hoe one time, and she kept on comin' back Pussy got me feelin' rad, but I can't never get attached I don't even really want the fame, I thought about goin' ghost Nut on shorty eye, I make her blind, she thinkin' I'm the Pope Love my lil' brother, you can't play with him, he a lil' savage Tryna get up out these streets, get my niggas livin' lavish You splurgin' all your cheese, how the f*ck you tryna get rich Your money stay subtracted, but bitch, my money keep on addin' up (addin' up) (Uh Uh) (My money Keep on addin' up) (Ain't no subtracting Nah) (2H)