Shawty (feat. Physics)

I got money on my mind, girl, she on it too I got paper and a banger, she just countin blues Switchin' lanes, girl, I'm all up in my bag for you I'm the planes in the chest and you can have it too I'm finna rock out in this party, bout to rock out on that molly I got diamonds on my cardi, finna live it with my shawty Rockin' out, she takin' pictures, oh, she talkin' bout poppin' out I got my money, I just counted up a hundred thousand These niggas mad, cause we came with a hundred rounds We finna gun em down, I ain't talkin' bout no Hey, what happened to the bitch That bitch was bad, now that bitch is catfished I just got my bag and I had it on a list I remember I had nothin', put it on my Christmas list Told God I'ma be the one to show him Told God I ain't even gone backdoor em Told God I'm the one, that gon' be the one Damn, I'm tellin' me I'm one on one Niggas mad, get your cash and go get a gun You robbin', killin' niggas, oh, you think that shit for fun I put my suit on, now I'm in my billboard You thought that shit was cold, now I'm gettin' damn colder I'm over that hoe like a floater I told that hoe, used to trap off the Motorola We put down controllers, yeah We not tryna play no game, nah Bitch, what did you say? Cause I just got your name Hey, hey, I'm just tryna rock out with my shawty, yeah I'm just tryna rock out with my shawty, yeah I'm just tryna rock out with my shawty, yeah With my shawty, like, oh Yeah, stay down, my nigga, till you come up You know, sometimes it gon' get dark Sometimes you ain't gon' have no light I just wanna keep your head up, for real Like, oh, don't give up