Face It

I just wanna chill and blow smoke Baby girl don't choke Got yo chick and she not mine She not mine Imma slide her to the side And make her hard to find Running back and forth suicides Baby its do or die I'ma Hop up in an srt All my friends get money like (me) All my friends get money like (me) All my friend get money like (uh) If you ain't about the money Then beat it My friends get money like (me) Drop top and we riding On the beat and we sliding I know y'all chicks wanna Shake ur hips and dip Then shake ur hips like (uh) Move those hips on me Baby just sway em to the beat I love when they move on me I love when you move on me Hips all nice they chunky Move yo feet like one,two,three I got you rockin, got u hopping Yeah ur bitch she toppin She rockin with the gang And leaving with a bang It ain't no stopping Now she with me u can't get her back She running from u like a quarterback She Running to me like running back Sorry bro can't have her back (Hey) Shake it, shake it, shake it Bring it back like I'm pop Get naked then face it Y'all not messing with me I hopped out my feelings Then hopped in a bag Y'all not happy y'all sad and only wanna see me fall I'm getting that bag He flipping it We getting the bag, we getting it Getting the bag, we flippin it Gettin that bag, we gettin it Bet you can't hurt Bitch u wanna hurt me F*ck that I'm going berserk Bet you wanna hurt me Bitch you can't hurt me I'll put ya ass in a hearse Who u know can do it like me Who you know that's slaughtering beats Who u kno that's Making this heat Hitting all these Melodic feats Charging hall for features Aint easy making all this heat Doubted me and now u a believer Hit me up wanting all these features Got yo hips rockin Now ur bitch bopping They hate on me cuz they I'm great Nah I'm nigga u just mad u late Nah nigga just go and disappear (She's here)