JEANIE BUSS

Yeah, I'm too focused on the money to be worried bout other shit Bitch a young nigga in his bag, I'm just tryna get rich Yeah, I'm just tryna get rich, bitch I'm focused on the bag Not the box, I'm not Roddy Ricch I used to hop out with that stick Tryna make a nigga strip, if he move, then he ripped I don't wanna do that no more Everywhere I rob, niggas So everywhere I gotta watch my fro Nigga, I watch my bro Nigga, I watch my hoe Who can I trust, man This world so cold Keep the heat up on a nigga Just to keep me warm Smoke before the drill That's the calm before the storm, nigga Check the process, nigga Roll it up, what else Flame it up, what else? Roll out, uh-uh Then flame him up, f*ck Change him up, yea nigga bang him up Treat that ass just like a jersey, we gon' hang him up Bitch, fuckin' with the mob, that shit dangerous And this shit up in my pocket, this shit stainless F*ck around with the mob, we leave you brainless Since high school, we knew them niggas could hang with us In my arms, I trust, nigga move, then I bust He got hit a couple times, I don't think he in a rush Leave his ass for dead, don't try to fight it, child, hush Put a trip dub on your head, bitch, I feel like Russ I got niggas makin' plays for me, I'm Jeanie Buss Catch a nigga slippin, ask him what's the fuss Now all of a sudden, niggas ain't even hype no more Double zero lean fein, yeah, I still pour the four Yeah, I still sip the raw A nigga six'three", I don't think I can fit in that aventador, so I guess I gotta get the truck I'm just like Giannas bitch, I'm all about my fuckin' bucks And I feel like Hugh Hefner, nigga, I got all the sluts Take a bad bitch, yeah, fold her up Yeah, dick her down, yeah, show her up Yeah, show her what's up, double or treat the sluts Internal abuse, what I'm givin' her, nigga, I'm beating ' the guts