Put that drip on everyday go check the calendar
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
She want the Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi, and Prada
I be cruddy and know I ain't buying her shit but still tell her I got her
I don't got no time for the simp talk
I walk out this bitch like I'm pimp walking
You know my name Benji I'm steady be chasing them blues
Think my money be crip walking
I put the dick in her belly she screaming and yelling and now she be stiff walking
Bro trying take him a trip to come back with the clips
I was thinking he James harden
Niggas be dumb need to think smarter
I'm in LA trying ball like my name Austin
Only answer the phone when the bank calling
Only answer the phone when my bae calling
Please don't ask if I'm high I'm a still roll it
In the booth with the don and a cold water
In the booth got on ice with no coat on
Just give me a beat and a mic I'm a float on it
Ain't no signal in here had to tell her to hold on
Think she a baby she don't got a stroller
Heart cold as shit think I need me a coat on
Kick that bitch straight to the curb like I just scored a goal on them
Put that drip on everyday go check the calendar
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
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Put that drip on everyday go check the calendar
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
She want the Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi, and Prada
I be cruddy and know I ain't buying her shit but still tell her I got her
I don't got no time for the simp talk
I walk out this bitch like I'm pimp walking
You know my name Benji I'm steady be chasing them blues
Think my money be crip walking
I put the dick in her belly she screaming and yelling and now she be stiff walking
Bro trying take him a trip to come back with the clips
I was thinking he James harden
Niggas be dumb need to think smarter
I'm in LA trying ball like my name Austin
Only answer the phone when the bank calling
Only answer the phone when my bae calling
Please don't ask if I'm high I'm a still roll it
In the booth with the don and a cold water
In the booth got on ice with no coat on
Just give me a beat and a mic I'm a float on it
Ain't no signal in here had to tell her to hold on
Think she a baby she don't got a stroller
Heart cold as shit think I need me a coat on
Kick that bitch straight to the curb like I just scored a goal on them
Put that drip on everyday go check the calendar
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
She want the Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi, and Prada
I be cruddy and know I ain't buying her shit but still tell her I got her
I don't got no time for the simp talk
I walk out this bitch like I'm pimp walking
You know my name Benji I'm steady be chasing them blues
Think my money be crip walking
I put the dick in her belly she screaming and yelling and now she be stiff walking
Bro trying take him a trip to come back with the clips
I was thinking he James harden
Niggas be dumb need to think smarter
I'm in LA trying ball like my name Austin
Only answer the phone when the bank calling
Only answer the phone when my bae calling
Please don't ask if I'm high I'm a still roll it
In the booth with the don and a cold water
In the booth got on ice with no coat on
Just give me a beat and a mic I'm a float on it
Ain't no signal in here had to tell her to hold on
Think she a baby she don't got a stroller
Heart cold as shit think I need me a coat on
Kick that bitch straight to the curb like I just scored a goal on them
Put that drip on everyday go check the calendar
Smoking Mary Jane like I be with Spider-Man
Run that money up they don't have the stamina
This shit off the brain no I do not write this shit
She keep asking how a young nigga do this shit
Move bitch, out the way like I'm Ludacris
She my only fan we might make a movie clip
Yea Yea
You niggas be making it hard
This shit simple you stack or you starve
The shit on my wrist could've bought me a car
This shit don't matter I'm trying tell all of the youngans
You save it you going live large
You chasing hoes not money your pockets is gone
If you chasing money the hoes going come
Writer: Rushon Bishop
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