[Pre-Chorus]
I f*ck with you real, still give a f*ck 'bout a deal
Two years ago I was starving‚ now we gon' touch us a mil'
Bitch be the luge to my sate‚ please get the f*ck out my face
I'm smokin' up something that stank
I'm countin' my blessings today
[Chorus]
Bitch you could die today
So is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot‚ call it my hideaway
Bitch I might hide away
I put my spot away
I put a stash away
I put the Glock away
[Verse]
Money and manners, move to Atlanta
Yeah she too fancy, she used to be dancin'
How'd you get money? I shouldn't have asked
You got an ass‚ lemme see it from the back
[Pre-Chorus]
I f*ck with you real, still give a f*ck 'bout a deal
Two years ago I was starving, now we gon' touchin' some mil'
Bitch be the luge to my sate‚ please get the f*ck out my face
I'm smokin' up something that stank
I'm countin' my blessings today
[Chorus]
Bitch you could die today
So is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot, call it my hideaway
Bitch I might hide away
I put my spot away
I put a stash away
I put the Glock away
Bitch you could die today
So is you gon' ride today?
I got a brand new spot, call it my hideaway
Bitch I might hide away
I put my spot away
I put a stash away
I put the Glock away