[Intro]
Where your money at?
Bitch show me your purse

[Chorus]
Who that be? Lil bitch you know that's me
And I'm out my knoggin
Jump fresh to death, you prolly' thought that I went shoppin'
But I'm fresh from out the closet
Bad bitch, I see her watchin, she on my dick, prolly' wanna fuck me 'cause I'm poppin', I just tell a bitch to stop it
Where ya money at?
Bitch, show me your purse
'Round here we don't take care of bitches, a bitch gon' go to work
And if she fuckin' with the trenchgod, I'm under her skirt
All of her cash she had to work, all in her bra she got the Perc's, I'm 'bout to throw back

[Verse]
It's up it ain't no turnin' down, pussy bitch, you know that
Boy, you had that gun for 30 years and you ain't ever blow that
Why you show that?
That ain't really how you livin'
Fake flexin' with that money, bitch and you ain't tryna spend it
N***a tell me where yo' block at, matter fact, we finna bend it
In the bucket windows tinted, out the window Draco hittin'
Try to run but you can't hide, bitch, if I want ya I'ma get it
Cut ya throat, bitch, I'ma split it, homicide, blood spillin'
That's on everythang
VVS my diamonds, come and test it, ice on everythang
They say he rap, sell dope and pimp hoes, guess he in every lane
But that's just speculation, don't be listenin' to everythang
It's all for entertainment, get on this bitch and just say anythang
Like I fucked ya bitch and she ate my semen
That ain't hard for you to believe it, my n***a ya might as well believe me
'Cause it's true, I be in ya bitch divin' in that deep end
She be hollerin', she be screamin', in that pussy I be skeetin'
Now ya bitch at Our Lady of The Lake
Call my phone talkin' 'bout she got a baby on the way, that's yo' baby n***a
How I know, 'cause I shot it on her face
And anyways, it's gone be yours until I take a DNA
And that's how that go
That's what my momma taught me n***a, that's just how I'm raised
I been up for beaucoup days, out here catchin' beaucoup plays
I get money, that shit easy, bitch, it got too many ways
How the fuck you out here broke still tryna go get laid
Lil' boy ya should of bought them J's, you should of saved
And bitch you ain't have to get no frontal, go get some braids
I hope you know after the sunshine it's gon' be rainy days
So just slow down it ain't a race, tryna keep up this ain't yo' pace
Bitch, I'd shoot you in ya face if ya cross me, n***a
[Interlude]
Fuck you and anybody else that's talkin' n***a
The day you switched up
That's the day ya lost me n***a
Now my circle small surround myself with nothin' but bosses, n***a
I'ma boss

[Chorus]
And I'm out my knoggin
Jump fresh to death, you prolly' thought that I went shoppin'
But I'm fresh from out the closet
Bad bitch, I see her watchin, she on my dick, prolly' wanna fuck me 'cause I'm poppin', I just tell a bitch to stop it
Where ya money at?
Bitch, show me your purse
'Round here we don't take care of bitches, a bitch gon' go to work
And if she fuckin' with the trenchgod, I'm under her skirt
All of her cash she had to work, all in her bra she got the Perc's, I'm 'bout to throw back (Throw back)