Lyrics
New kick pressin on the gas
Fuckin wit a new bitch throwa couple hunnids dash
Racked up smokin ona bag
Speedin thru the city baby know i like to keep it movin fast
Dont care where u at so why you always callin
Didnt want me then but now ya want me cuz im ballin
Dont care where u at tired of the fallin
Money make me happy baby call it workaholic
Stacked up kickin on the coast
Coppin what i want cuz these bitches got me feelin hell low
Fucked up shawty call me ghost
Baby said ya hate me cuz im neva pickin up my phone
Cant talk baby dont you know where i been goin
Headed to the top cuz shawty lately i been goated
Dripped up baby i been walkin like im floatin
Speedin in the foreign i been whippin like i stole it
Black boots walkin on the edge
Tired of the bullshit baby i dont gotta lotta friends
Cant hear baby what you said
Runnin from the 1 2 shawty got alot up in my head
Get fucked up yuhyuh
Were fucked up yuhyuh
Baby i been fucked up
Dont care where u at so why you always callin
Didnt want me then but now ya want me cuz im ballin
Dont care where u at tired of the fallin
Money make me happy baby call it workaholic
Bad bitch fuckin in the back
Take her to the new pad show her where the party rlly at
Two hoes smokin ona pack
Shawty like the backwoods baby i been countin up the stacks
Cant talk baby dont you know where i been goin
Headed to the top cuz shawty lately i been goated
Dripped up baby i been walkin like im floatin
Speedin in the foreign i been whippin like i stole it
Bad bitch fuckin in the back
Take her to the new pad show her where the party rlly at
Two hoes smokin ona pack
Shawty like the backwoods baby i been countin up the stacks
Writer(s): Henry Schroeder
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