All these niggas talkin' money, they ain't makin' none I'ma flip thots, this call me her
Son Niggas see me, they know, they better run
Warren keep talkin, don't nobody want her He get $two,500, shout out to them niggas that
Told me that Get love from the red, these fake niggas hoes
Niggas stop flexin, that's not your pole Niggas always askin' money, but they broke
This my chain, you gon' be on the floor I'm tryna be real, niggas be your hoes
And when the last time I see you with your pole And when the last time I see you gettin
Hoes Like boom bitches, stop bein' hoes
These niggas don't love you, they back though So my lil' nigga keep watchin' the front door
If you want somethin, you gotta work for it Well, all these niggas callin' you poor
When you get some money, they at your door That's why I focus on me, and that's for sure
Bitches ain't want me, nah, I'm your nigga Stop jokin, took a quick look, nigga
I love my people, they show me love My fake niggas can't even give me a hug
I need a background, like I'm dank My niggas always got the plug on the way
I was wonderin' why niggas don't show love There ain't no such thing all these niggas hoes
Like when you gon' stop flexin' that pole Niggas want me to chill, but I can't
I'm always movin' around like I'm Hank If a nigga be real, I put him on
If not, I do it on my own
I gotta keep myself situated, real like bread
Niggas talkin' about Dom, talkin' crazy
Like, what kinda state you in? What do you do for a living
I don't understand
Shut up, son