FŘŘŘICTION (feat. Lil Broc & PK)

Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count her up cause you get this shit in the stuff And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I tune it I ask this bitch why she got a shoot it got a bitch Down, I gotta fuckin' move it I gotta move it ho, I gotta move it Gotta go produce it and you gotta low over here Yeah, you gotta produce it If you ain't makin' this shit, don't come up on me cause I ain't part of it If you don't wanna do it, I'm okay I don't wanna do it either, ho Yeah, you ain't even my bro No, no Rather sell my soul than be with your ho Rather sell my soul than be with your ho Yeah, rather sell my soul Yeah, I'd rather sell my soul Rather sell my soul than bein' with you But if you're with me, this shit is so with me Bitch, I don't know what I'm sayin' cause I don't wanna die Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count it up cause you think this shit is the stuff And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I turn it I ask this bitch why she got a shoot it Got a bitch down, I gotta fuckin' move it I gotta move it ho, I gotta move it Got a cup of deuce and you gotta love it Yeah, you gotta produce it First to g- G-g-g-got this gambling addiction Nothin' was workin', not even FŘŘŘICTION I was down Kentucky eatin' fried chicken That was shit, was finger lickin While my money was gettin' dippin On the ride, I was gettin' high But I'm not in the room with the vacuum It was like a shroom with bothering left to do It was like Advil in the gloom But if you're with me, this shit is so with me Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count it up cause you think this shit is the stuff And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I turn it I ask this bitch why she got a shoot it got a bitch down, I gotta fuckin' move it I gotta move it ho, I gotta move it Gotta go produce it you gotta lot over here you Yeah, you gotta produce it No heartbeat, steppin' with my gang I'ma hang your ass by three I tucked in my motherfuckin' chest You can't catch me, I'm too fast for you I spit up on that gas with that feet up on the trigga Fuk the cops, I got my SRT They ain't really gonna catch me I don't use you in a minivan What the f*ck you gonna do Listen to me, you in that minivan Yeah, yeah Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count it up cause you think this shit is the stuff And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I turn it I said, bitch, why she gotta shoot it Got a bitch down, I gotta fuckin' move it I gotta move it ho, I gotta move it Gotta go produce it you got a lot over here Yeah, you gotta produce it Yeah, what's up, bro Killin' myself was a dream Gettin' this bitch on lean Drivin' that bitch like she green Fuckin' the bitch with the team If I don't know why, you are that bitch Get your money up, gotta get on ExoTour Lif3 Gotta get our money up, gotta get it FŘŘŘICTED Get your bitch on Money South, so I got that bitch like dickted Got him with the mixin', got him with the mission If you ain't on my shit, you ain't even usin' FŘŘŘICTION Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count it up cause you get this shit in the STUFF And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I turn it I asked this bitch, why she gotta shoot it Got a bitch down, I gotta fuckin' move it Oh, I gotta move it, gotta go produce it You gotta overhear, you gotta produce it Yeah, f*ck that shit, bitch Bang, bang, bang They Thought I was gonna hop off on that MOTHERFUKIN' game But I can't leave you out without FŘŘŘICTION I can't leave you cause you gotta, gotta get FŘŘŘICTED Bitch, I'll be back, gotta get FŘŘŘICTED And I'm gettin' FŘŘŘICTED everyday My life is gettin' gayer But that bitch is stayin Cause she sayin' that she's a stayin But I don't believe her If I need to see her But, listen, I ain't even a fuckin' gay bitch Yeah, get your bitch and get the money, count it up, uh You gotta count it up cause you think this shit is the stuff And you gotta put your bitch ass inside the washer, yeah They look at me, they ask me why I turn it I ASKED this bitch, why she gotta shoot it Got a bitch down, I gotta fuckin' move it Oh, I gotta move it, gotta go produce it You gotta overhear, you gotta produce it Cause I, I produce my shit (bi-bitch)