Get in or get out, I'm in a penthouse f*cking a bad bitch
200s bussing, she telling me chill out , she know I gotta have it
My first brick nigga remember sticking that shit in the mattress
Lay on the ground real quick, do a sit up, remember to get my abs fit
Uh
Tatanic
Drive the boat I crash it
I was all alone when I wrote this song I ain't like it, I trashed it
File 13 no cabinet
All these niggas the same, I'm different bitch don't compare me
Bitch don't compare me
Don't compare me
I swear to god if you not god then u don't scare me, I swear you don't scare me
F*ck wrong with this nigga, he know I ain't scared, he know I get active
2 hundreds, full of these meds, I lay in the bed right next to a bad bitch
Hoe dicked out, she calling me daddy
She telling me to pull up, she sent her addy
Out of town, go round for round, all she want do is f*ck
Bitch I'm full of drugs
Rolling up big nugs
I might just od off this shit no I cant get enough
No I cant get enough
We f*ck raw all night then go to sleep, call her my baby
I be full of drugs
On the daily
All these drugs I'm on, at least I don't f*ck with molly
Adderall I'm super focused bitch I get creative
After a while, Im on the track bitch I get to singing
I do this on the daily
White bitch drive me crazy
She hate when I sip lean, she know that get me lazy, I call her my baby
Give me 200, they know Im a kill him, they know Im a come in, Im f*cking with that
Im stuck in the booth, Im recording my feelings, she think I be tripping
I tell her relax
I do not play 'bout my stack
Im a send shots at his back
Last nigga tried, he got hit with that Glock, and you know he want die, he want die 'bout a black
They know I don't got no respect
Got 50k, I put that on my neck
I got too much money, I want it, the best
Who you talking to?
I want you to be my boo, drip you down in jimmy choo
Must think Im a fool
Lets go out, I buy you food
With this shit, I cannot lose
Lil bitch I'm way to cool
Young nigga trapped in this stu
Diamond chains, I bought a few
Just to get at you
Just to get at you
Uh
Just to get at you
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Get in or get out, I'm in a penthouse f*cking a bad bitch
200s bussing, she telling me chill out , she know I gotta have it
My first brick nigga remember sticking that shit in the mattress
Lay on the ground real quick, do a sit up, remember to get my abs fit
Uh
Tatanic
Drive the boat I crash it
I was all alone when I wrote this song I ain't like it, I trashed it
File 13 no cabinet
All these niggas the same, I'm different bitch don't compare me
Bitch don't compare me
Don't compare me
I swear to god if you not god then u don't scare me, I swear you don't scare me
F*ck wrong with this nigga, he know I ain't scared, he know I get active
2 hundreds, full of these meds, I lay in the bed right next to a bad bitch
Hoe dicked out, she calling me daddy
She telling me to pull up, she sent her addy
Out of town, go round for round, all she want do is f*ck
Bitch I'm full of drugs
Rolling up big nugs
I might just od off this shit no I cant get enough
No I cant get enough
We f*ck raw all night then go to sleep, call her my baby
I be full of drugs
On the daily
All these drugs I'm on, at least I don't f*ck with molly
Adderall I'm super focused bitch I get creative
After a while, Im on the track bitch I get to singing
I do this on the daily
White bitch drive me crazy
She hate when I sip lean, she know that get me lazy, I call her my baby
Give me 200, they know Im a kill him, they know Im a come in, Im f*cking with that
Im stuck in the booth, Im recording my feelings, she think I be tripping
I tell her relax
I do not play 'bout my stack
Im a send shots at his back
Last nigga tried, he got hit with that Glock, and you know he want die, he want die 'bout a black
They know I don't got no respect
Got 50k, I put that on my neck
I got too much money, I want it, the best
Who you talking to?
I want you to be my boo, drip you down in jimmy choo
Must think Im a fool
Lets go out, I buy you food
With this shit, I cannot lose
Lil bitch I'm way to cool
Young nigga trapped in this stu
Diamond chains, I bought a few
Just to get at you
Just to get at you
Uh
Just to get at you
200s bussing, she telling me chill out , she know I gotta have it
My first brick nigga remember sticking that shit in the mattress
Lay on the ground real quick, do a sit up, remember to get my abs fit
Uh
Tatanic
Drive the boat I crash it
I was all alone when I wrote this song I ain't like it, I trashed it
File 13 no cabinet
All these niggas the same, I'm different bitch don't compare me
Bitch don't compare me
Don't compare me
I swear to god if you not god then u don't scare me, I swear you don't scare me
F*ck wrong with this nigga, he know I ain't scared, he know I get active
2 hundreds, full of these meds, I lay in the bed right next to a bad bitch
Hoe dicked out, she calling me daddy
She telling me to pull up, she sent her addy
Out of town, go round for round, all she want do is f*ck
Bitch I'm full of drugs
Rolling up big nugs
I might just od off this shit no I cant get enough
No I cant get enough
We f*ck raw all night then go to sleep, call her my baby
I be full of drugs
On the daily
All these drugs I'm on, at least I don't f*ck with molly
Adderall I'm super focused bitch I get creative
After a while, Im on the track bitch I get to singing
I do this on the daily
White bitch drive me crazy
She hate when I sip lean, she know that get me lazy, I call her my baby
Give me 200, they know Im a kill him, they know Im a come in, Im f*cking with that
Im stuck in the booth, Im recording my feelings, she think I be tripping
I tell her relax
I do not play 'bout my stack
Im a send shots at his back
Last nigga tried, he got hit with that Glock, and you know he want die, he want die 'bout a black
They know I don't got no respect
Got 50k, I put that on my neck
I got too much money, I want it, the best
Who you talking to?
I want you to be my boo, drip you down in jimmy choo
Must think Im a fool
Lets go out, I buy you food
With this shit, I cannot lose
Lil bitch I'm way to cool
Young nigga trapped in this stu
Diamond chains, I bought a few
Just to get at you
Just to get at you
Uh
Just to get at you
Writer: Samaji Adams, Louis Larrieu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid