PRBZ - 1-10 Lyrics

I got her Birkin, new Prada, new Balenciaga Them bags and shit is expensive, you gotta give, it's lust
I don't want none of that love, and I do the spending I bought my momma a new mansion, might just give her a lil' pension
How the f*ck these bitches hate on my life, and I told a lil' bitch count to ten
One, she for the streets
Roll two backwoods, I'm feelin' at ease
Three and four got me feelin' like Shaq Number five got me ballin' like Reese
I'm chillin' in six when I keep me in strap I ain't takin' no risk, I'ma murder these beats
How you stay hatin' on me? I got the paper on me
I got some steppers that step at the seven end them and send them to heaven
Its 8 of us at the table millionaire mentions
Said she gon' bear all the pain for nine months Have my kid just to get a lil' pension
Ten freaky bitches put him in apartments Ain't none of them get a lil' mansion

I never f*ck with nobody and nobody told me so I never stop at nobody

I'm finna slide in that Rari I f*ck yo' bitch then I pay for that new Maserati
You tryna be like yo' Gotti I got a flow like Lil Baby and Gunna don't stop me
How the f*ck these bitches hatin' on my life And I told a lil' bitch count to ten
You know these bitches, bitches be actin' like snitches since day one I follow my motto, these snitches get stitches

I don't wanna play no more games racks in the back of my Range, I'm runnin' them digits
I put up six or more figures, I just went and handled my business I don't need no witness
I shoot a him dead if he see shit Hop out the coupe with my mrs , she need some more kisses
I got her birkin, new Prada, new Balenciaga Them bags and shit is expensive

You gotta give us the lust, I don't want none of that love And I do the spendin
I bought my momma a new mansion Might just give her a lil' pension, just send a lil' gift
How the f*ck these bitches hatin' my life And I told a lil' bitch count to 10

One, she for the streets
Roll two backwoods, I'm feelin' at ease
Three and four got me feelin' like Shaq Number five got me ballin' like Reese
I'm chillin' in six when I keep me in strap I ain't takin' no risk, I'ma murder these beats
How you stay hatin' on me? I got the paper on me
I got some steppers that step at the seven end them and send them to heaven
Its 8 of us at the table millionaire mentions
Said she gon' bear all the pain for nine months Have my kid just to get a lil' pension
Ten freaky bitches put him in apartments Ain't none of them get a lil' mansion