Here Comes the BS

[Intro]
(Brian, you're so crazy for this)

[Chorus]
Shit, I just want the money, here come the bullshit
Man, I got tired of fuckin' her and got a newer bitch
I [?] a bitch number and asked her "Where you at?" I'm tryna see some shit
N***a, I'm in the mall draggin' bags, you know I keep the blick
Shit, I just want the money, here come the bullshit
Man, I got tired of fuckin' her and got a newer bitch
I [?] a bitch number and asked her "Where you at?" I'm tryna see some shit
N***a, I'm in the mall draggin' bags, you know I keep the blick

[Verse 1]
I guess the money come with bullshit, the bullshit comе with money, yeah
I don't evеn know her, she be actin' like she love me
I got a ho out in LA that I be chargin' just to fuck me
I got my n***as with me, don't bump me in this bitch, it's gon' get ugly
I want the money, I ain't trippin', as long as I'm makin' somethin'
We rob n***as, sell dope, and we be fuckin' with them numbers
I'm makin' money and music, makin' more money than music
A hundred K off of the hustle, another hundred on the computer
N***a, my hands hurtin', I've been countin' money all day
These n***as sick I'm rich, you should see they face
Man, GlockBoy'll leave the state if I can't beat the case
Man, I ain't tryna waste no time with a bitch, she let me, I'ma pay
Like I was textin' one of these n***as, hit 'em with the K
It's like I'm goin' through a breakup, n***a, I always play the Drac'
She was tryna let me fuck, I thought the bitch was tryna set me up
Still pulled up on her with my gun out, you know I don't give a fuck
Man, all my n***as in this bitch, somebody pour me up
Man, you ain't even got no money to get fresh, I know your life suck
Man, I was hittin' out the counter, they sat me down a couple months
I got out, then ran it up, my fuckin' bitches Donald Trump, n***a
[Chorus]
Shit, I just want the money, here come the bullshit
Man, I got tired of fuckin' her and got a newer bitch
I [?] a bitch number and asked her "Where you at?" I'm tryna see some shit
N***a, I'm in the mall draggin' bags, you know I keep the blick
Shit, I just want the money, here come the bullshit
Man, I got tired of fuckin' her and got a newer bitch
I [?] a bitch number and asked her "Where you at?" I'm tryna see some shit
N***a, I'm in the mall draggin' bags, you know I keep the blick

[Verse 2]
That's how it is, n***a, I keep it on me
Come fuck with me, I'll show you how I live, I'm your richer homie
I gave her half of the dick and I went missing on her
Man, she been callin' back tryna get the rest, I ain't got nothin' for her
I'm out of town pourin' drank, I'm in your hood pourin' drank
I'm in a city I ain't never been to, gettin' pape
I got forty on the dresser, layin' right next to the Drac'
You make me mad, I'ma grab the biggest one and hit your face
Your bitch love me, my bitch love me, n***a, everybody bitch [?]
Man, I be askin' everybody bitch for money, tryna pimp somethin'
Lil' bro, he ain't tryna make no friends, he tryna lick somethin'
I'm tryna put a play together, get an assist for him
Man, I told all my n***as I'ma pass the ball, just keep scorin'
Rich n***a, I don't even get in a Lyft unless that bitch foreign