If you ain't getting money stop worrying bout what I'm doing
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
I need a foreign push to start that's black on black aye
She see me dripping but she say she got that splash aye
I go in the store I get what I want I pop that tag aye
I stole your bitch now she riding like a jag aye
Four pockets full of them benjies
My drip is the talk of the century
Ice on my neck got her having a frenzy
Patek my wrist I need that and a Bentley
Stacking that green so these niggas they envy
How much do you got bitch I got plenty
Smoking that Mary ain't f*cking with Jenny
I like my bitch low I hate when she friendly
My diamonds shining you would think I brought the sun with me
I love your bitch because she gives me so much company
If I like how she look I shoot my shot like Iman Shumpert be
She swallow my kids her mouth and stomach got full custody
Two-hundred just sit on the dash
All of these niggas is mad
Go in the store blow a bag
Ex sending subs but never gon tag
But I don't care because I'm focused on the cash aye
She see me up now she want a nigga back aye
If you ain't getting money stop worrying bout what I'm doing
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
100 Feddi - Stop Worrying Lyrics
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If you ain't getting money stop worrying bout what I'm doing
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
I need a foreign push to start that's black on black aye
She see me dripping but she say she got that splash aye
I go in the store I get what I want I pop that tag aye
I stole your bitch now she riding like a jag aye
Four pockets full of them benjies
My drip is the talk of the century
Ice on my neck got her having a frenzy
Patek my wrist I need that and a Bentley
Stacking that green so these niggas they envy
How much do you got bitch I got plenty
Smoking that Mary ain't f*cking with Jenny
I like my bitch low I hate when she friendly
My diamonds shining you would think I brought the sun with me
I love your bitch because she gives me so much company
If I like how she look I shoot my shot like Iman Shumpert be
She swallow my kids her mouth and stomach got full custody
Two-hundred just sit on the dash
All of these niggas is mad
Go in the store blow a bag
Ex sending subs but never gon tag
But I don't care because I'm focused on the cash aye
She see me up now she want a nigga back aye
If you ain't getting money stop worrying bout what I'm doing
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
I need a foreign push to start that's black on black aye
She see me dripping but she say she got that splash aye
I go in the store I get what I want I pop that tag aye
I stole your bitch now she riding like a jag aye
Four pockets full of them benjies
My drip is the talk of the century
Ice on my neck got her having a frenzy
Patek my wrist I need that and a Bentley
Stacking that green so these niggas they envy
How much do you got bitch I got plenty
Smoking that Mary ain't f*cking with Jenny
I like my bitch low I hate when she friendly
My diamonds shining you would think I brought the sun with me
I love your bitch because she gives me so much company
If I like how she look I shoot my shot like Iman Shumpert be
She swallow my kids her mouth and stomach got full custody
Two-hundred just sit on the dash
All of these niggas is mad
Go in the store blow a bag
Ex sending subs but never gon tag
But I don't care because I'm focused on the cash aye
She see me up now she want a nigga back aye
If you ain't getting money stop worrying bout what I'm doing
Your girl giving brain like a classroom
She suck me up nigga like a vacuum
I'm dripping like oil nigga that castor
I need me a ghost I wanna see Casper
She blessing me like she a pastor
She wanna f*ck 'cause she heard I'm a rapper
I'm taking her soul call it a rapture
I'm going very very very very fast aye
Two-hundred on the dash everybody like don't crash aye
My shorty mad 'cause I be smoking gas aye
But I don't care 'cause I'm focused on the cash aye
Writer: Darryl Willis
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