Bitch, put yo shoes on
I told you, you gotta go
Ay ay ay ay
'Bouta shoot you in yo face
But bitch I wont catch a case
I'ma do the fucking dash
I'ma run the fucking race
I'ma make sure that yo bitch gone' get a taste
Then i'm finna' slap you, leave you in a neck brace
'Bouta cash out, I'm gone' spend like 10 G's
Now she want to fuck me but she gotta' pay a fee
She said that she love me I said "Leave it for the trees"
Now she sayin' "Please baby, can you promise you wont leave?"
I'm on this fast shit
A nigga furious (A nigga furious)
She said she wonder how it feel because she's curious
And if I put her on the way that i'm livin' she'll go delirious (She'll go delirious)
That's 'cause the money talks
This shit is serious (This shit is serious)
Bitch you know i'm finna' shoot but ain't talkin' 'bout no three's (Ain't no three's)
Best believe i finna' hop out and smack off that weave (Smack off that weave)
See that nigga with a beard and now they all about to flee ('Bouta flee)
And if you come here disrespectin' then yo bitch ass better leave (Bitch you better leave)
'Bouta shoot you in yo face
But bitch I wont catch a case
I'ma do the fucking dash
I'ma run the fucking race
I'ma make sure that yo bitch gone' get a taste
Then i'm finna' slap you, leave you in a neck brace
'Bouta cash out, I'm gone' spend like 10 G's
Now she want to fuck me but she gotta' pay a fee
She said that she love me I said "Leave it for the trees"
Now she sayin' "Please baby, can you promise you wont leave?"
You know i'm gone' keep the money in the safe bitch (In the safe bitch)
Told to leave me alone you in the way bitch (You in the way bitch)
Gotta keep with a choppa' and a big stick (And a big stick)
And i'm finna' keep it pushin' till we stay rich (Till we stay rich)
Till we stay rich
Fast cars and big rims (Big rims)
Told 'em "Keep yo mouth shut, you ain't gone' say shit" (You ain't gone' say shit)
And if a nigga catch you lackin' they gone bust a clip (They gone bust a clip)
Keep it with you if you wanna' see thee day bitch (See thee day bitch)
'Bouta shoot you in yo face
But bitch I wont catch a case
I'ma do the fucking dash
I'ma run the fucking race
I'ma make sure that yo bitch gone' get a taste
Then i'm finna' slap you, leave you in a neck brace
'Bouta cash out, I'm gone' spend like 10 G's
Now she want to fuck me but she gotta' pay a fee
She said that she love me I said "Leave it for the trees"
Now she sayin' "Please baby, can you promise you wont leave?"