RAVER

Yeah This bitch broke my heart so many times I had to tell her that it's over Whoa Bitch, f*ck these hoes talkin' bout Ha, ha Let's go I don't give a f*ck about that hoe right now, I'm finna go and turn this shit up (Turn it up, turn it up) Tryna make a whole M out my sound, you know I won't give up (No) Keep smoking gas by the pound, you know I can't let up (Let's go) That bitch yeah she love to come around, she can never get enough Okay, I hate that bitch when she calling, she only call when she need me (Hoe) Mad cause a young boy ballin', I spent a hundred racks all on my VV (Shine) Money keep calling my phone, I do this shit man you gotta believe me (Yeah) Told that bitch leave me alone, I get the racks, I don't play for the g-league (Let's go) Money tall (Uh) Young boy like to ball (Yeah, yeah) At the mall (Uh) Imma cop it all (Let's go, let's go) I spent one hundred racks right on my chain (What) I spent two hundred, that's all on my tee (Rackie) I heard your bitch she be calling my name (Yeah) I swear that bitch don't even know me (Aye) I done came a long way, I done made it through the snow (I had to go up) Had to stack my cake, had to stack up on my dough (I had to go) No I won't delay, we gon' kick down all your doors (Yeah) Push up on my weight, we gon' send your ass to war (War) I do not care about that bitch cause that bitch she want money, she be fucking for them hundreds (Let's go) I told that bitch to get off my dick, she can suck it, told that bitch she getting nothing (No) I can't trust a hoe, these bitches be cap yeah these bitches be bluffing I just pulled up in an all black Rolls, all black seats look like tuscan (Let's go) And you know you not my hoe, no more we, no more loving (Damn) I can not go back to loving again (No) I hit that bitch and we no longer friends (No, no) Said she be lovin' when I'm in that Benz, I'm in that wide-body two seater (Skrt, skrt) Come with me at my end, dressed in all black feel like the reaper I don't give a f*ck about that hoe right now, I'm finna go and turn this shit up (Turn it up, turn it up) Tryna make a whole M out my sound, you know I won't give up (No) Keep smoking gas by the pound, you know I can't let up (Let's go) That bitch yeah she love to come around, she can never get enough Okay, I hate that bitch when she calling, she only call when she need me (Hoe) Mad cause a young boy ballin', I spent a hundred racks all on my VV (Shine) Money keep calling my phone, I do this shit man you gotta believe me (Yeah) Told that bitch leave me alone, I get the racks I don't play for the g-league Yeah Let's go