[Intro]
Yeah
What's good GeeohhS

[Chorus]
Yeah, broke that bitches heart, no I do not feel affection
Daley be whippin' the work, you know that he be efficient, yeah
Everything you say cap, I know that shit be fiction, yeah
I don't care if that's your girl, she hit my line I'm a hit it, yeah
Fell in love with lean, they be telling me I got an addiction, yeah
Your money subtract and money it be doing addition, yeah
Had to move the work I could never be caught washing no dishes, yeah
Fucking with me then I'm a leave him sleeping with the fishes, yeah
I want a million dollars swear to god I'm on a mission, yeah
Those are your shooters, why they be missin', yeah
Call up my shooters, you know they gon' hit shit

[Verse]
Only care about the riches
I don't care about no bitches
Y'all be acting suspicious
So I can't fuck with ya
No you can't get no picture, yeah
You ain't got no damn hustle
How you gon' get a lil' richer?
Wockhardt up in my cup
I do not sip on no liquor
Kickin' back countin' these figures
Finger right up on the trigger
Put a bullet in his Hilfiger
Hangin' with them real killers, they'll really kill ya
Hollow tip bullets yeah they'll really feel ya
Got a new bitch and my new bitch thicker
You ain't like me yeah you a beginner
I'm in the stars like big dipper
I be ballin' yeah just like a Clipper
They be talking shit on Twitter
We can get up with ya
We can pull up and split ya
She sucking me I can't kiss her
Choppa eat him like some dinner
Couple shots right from the sprinter
You a rat, Master Splinter
Money big it's getting bigger
Need some percs I'm a deliver
Drugs fucking up my liver
My heart cold like it's winter, yeah
My whole life I been a winner
[Chorus]
Yeah, broke that bitches heart, no I do not feel affection
Daley be whippin' the work, you know that he be efficient, yeah
Everything you say cap, I know that shit be fiction, yeah
I don't care if that's your girl, she hit my line I'm a hit it, yeah
Fell in love with lean, they be telling me I got an addiction, yeah
Your money subtract and money it be doing addition, yeah
Had to move the work I could never be caught washing no dishes, yeah
Fucking with me then I'm a leave him sleeping with the fishes, yeah
I want a million dollars swear to god I'm on a mission, yeah
Those are your shooters, why they be missin', yeah
Call up my shooters, you know they gon' hit shit