Wondering

I'm up in my bag now I had love with shawty in the past now Bro was smokin' mid, now he smokin' gas now Yeah, I'm havin' motion, baby, I'm a cash cow I'm out here wonderin', baby, why you movin' on When the bro is down, go get him the upper hand Scream to the top of her lungs when I put it down They cut the lights off, I'ma clean it up, ain't talkin' lights off I can't see too much, nigga, turn the mic up One brody on top, man, ain't no turnin' mic up I see you moved on, I keep my head on You cut my phone and flashed on me, you was dead wrong She steady askin' me, why you have me lit on I'm stuck up in my thoughts, but I got my head on They don't make a sound, pow That nigga dead up on the ground, uh Yeah, that's how she sound Ain't talkin' fight night, we could go about five rounds I don't wanna be lovers, we could be friends Knew it was all fake love from the begin Shawty want the Dixie, I ain't talkin' wind Told her I want that wild, and she like, when I ain't trippin', nigga, no way I'm playin' the Smithies I ain't thumpin' the glass, I pull on the switch That's for all of them niggas that dissin My liquor on the block, it's sealin' the rocks So the niggas just stay on this pivot Can't wanna play with a stick and a stick All I need is a big old pistol I wanna spoil you Baby, what's your name I adore you Come check the brand O.C. from O.C Somewhere I ain't never been These niggas feminine I hang with some real men I be with them members We talk all these niggas, then he get sent up God gon' be that nigga babysitter Leave him on his back like a sitter I'm up in my bag now I had love with shawty in the past now Bro was smokin' mint, now he smokin' gas now Yeah, I'm havin' motion, baby, I'm a cash cow I'm a cash cow Baby, I'm a cash cow And you know that I'm a cash cow I'm gettin' all these racks now You know that's a fact now I'm ridin' in this bag now Nigga, you get packed now And you turn into some bags now You know I gotta keep up game now Damn, B.T