Michigan Baby

I'ma spend this cash every fucking day If you ain't finna make this shit with me You in the fucking way Couple thousand take that shit to my fucking face I don't really f*ck with these people they really fucking lames Please don't hit my phone you a lame bitch Y'all really just be talking 'bout the same shit SRT bitch watch me lane switch My bro hit 'em twice make his brain itch Bitch I see more cash than teller see Bro got on Prada shoes under where the tether be Talking like you up, I can tell you'll never be, uh My bro keep a stick like he elderly My bro keep a stick like a fucking elder She was pissed as hell at me but ain't shit I could tell her Walk out with this drip on I change the fucking weather Big pockets, bitch I stack but I'm a big spender Won't forget what made me Michigan Baby Way too much sauce I can snatch ya old lady Ain't shit free bitch you always gotta pay me With the gang, walk in and we eight deep Heard that he be talking, yeah I heard he talking crazy Bro finna wack him send his ass straight to Hades Bitch I been stacking everyday that's why they hate me I just been focused on my fucking bag lately Getting shit off my chest, put it all on the table This choppa make your week end fast, yeah, like Abel I was taught to feed my brothers, it's a reason we all stable Who really hold this shit together I'm the stable You ain't really hold yo mans down But when you need some shit you quick to put yo hands out I knew you a fake, no hand shakes, put ya hand down And just 'cause you ain't up Don't mean you should back down