Meror - HAHA Lyrics

Used to be a broke boy, now I got that money flow
Racks on racks on racks and racks, okay, ugh let 'em roll
Used to stress about some f*ck shit, now I don't no mo
I'm too litty with the gang, you know we be kneading dough

Yeah we uppy

Bad bitch, double D's
Says only wants me
Gets lows, grabs my D
I'm like, "Whoa.. bitch please"

I do my dance around the party
All these bitches named Molly
They so hot like tamales
Pop them pills just like smarties

Oooh, let me get wavy
I'm so drippy like you're spilling gravy
Oooh, maybe, maybe you be my baby
Never mind, f*ck that, ugh
That's me talkin' crazy

Ahh shit ahh shit
This bitch wants to collect my kids
Told her I got nothing to give
So she ask "Why you got rizz?"

Ahh shit ahh shit
Pockets fat, belly big
Swerve in the whip, spin and spin
Here we go, here we go, here we go again

I be up
I be up all night, night, night

Used to be a broke boy, now I got that money flow
Racks on racks on racks and racks, okay, ugh let 'em roll
Used to stress about some f*ck shit, now I don't no mo
I'm too litty with the gang, you know we be kneading dough

Yeah we uppy