Pay Me For It
[Intro: Wintercastle]
Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?
You ain't know?
Uh, aye, aye (squad)
Save our souls
[Verse 1: Wintercastle]
I like to cut it up
That's a hundred 'kay, even if I rub it up
What-what the fuck you doin' man, you lookin' dumb as fuck
Walk around drinkin' straight out the sippy cup
Oh he be [?] up, oh he [?] us
We gon' leave him chopped up in a garbage truck
You can tell we flexed up, bitch I'm barely dressed (aye)
Seepy on the beat so I gotta tear it up, gotta tear it up
[?] gonna pay me for it
[?] to my assistant for a meeting, I got shit to do that's more important
Go ahead and order me another foreign
They tryna' get some money, I can't hate, but that shit is boring
And don't talk to me, I don't wanna feint, all these racks on me
I just [?] yeah your pockets flat, yeah I see
Smokin' strong, that Cherokee
Yeah that shit embarrassing, if it was me
I could sell you some, I'll be fair at least
[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
BNS, 2famous, you know that's my family
Drivin' on the interstate with like a hundred felonies
I'm like a hotdog, everybody relish me
I walk in the label [?] lettuce me
Big ass chain on my neck I look like Mr. T
I'm hella geeked in the function off the acid and the ecstasy
Bitch in my ear tryna' get right next to me
She sucked me off while I wore my new Religion Tee
All the shit these rappers say must be make believe
I don't take L's, bitch, I take E's, Glock in my jeans
Like a magician with a trick up his sleeve
I'm with your bitches sucking gold off me
I took an acid tab then I take a knee
She take a molly pill and then she fuck me
I'm real deal based, that's why bitches love me (love me)
Hey Seepy, do we get some medals?
You ain't know?
Uh, aye, aye (squad)
Save our souls
[Verse 1: Wintercastle]
I like to cut it up
That's a hundred 'kay, even if I rub it up
What-what the fuck you doin' man, you lookin' dumb as fuck
Walk around drinkin' straight out the sippy cup
Oh he be [?] up, oh he [?] us
We gon' leave him chopped up in a garbage truck
You can tell we flexed up, bitch I'm barely dressed (aye)
Seepy on the beat so I gotta tear it up, gotta tear it up
[?] gonna pay me for it
[?] to my assistant for a meeting, I got shit to do that's more important
Go ahead and order me another foreign
They tryna' get some money, I can't hate, but that shit is boring
And don't talk to me, I don't wanna feint, all these racks on me
I just [?] yeah your pockets flat, yeah I see
Smokin' strong, that Cherokee
Yeah that shit embarrassing, if it was me
I could sell you some, I'll be fair at least
[Verse 2: Acid Souljah]
BNS, 2famous, you know that's my family
Drivin' on the interstate with like a hundred felonies
I'm like a hotdog, everybody relish me
I walk in the label [?] lettuce me
Big ass chain on my neck I look like Mr. T
I'm hella geeked in the function off the acid and the ecstasy
Bitch in my ear tryna' get right next to me
She sucked me off while I wore my new Religion Tee
All the shit these rappers say must be make believe
I don't take L's, bitch, I take E's, Glock in my jeans
Like a magician with a trick up his sleeve
I'm with your bitches sucking gold off me
I took an acid tab then I take a knee
She take a molly pill and then she fuck me
I'm real deal based, that's why bitches love me (love me)