Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
'Flippin these bitches like acrobatics
I do the numbers the mathematics
Play with my rack then mac 'attackin
I wipe 'yo nose like a nasty napkin
Shoot like a movie I'm action packin'
Suck on that Johnson make daddy happy bitch look like
She come from "Calabasas" f*ck them carrots them 'niggahs will jack a rabbit
Pure Cocaine done stepped on 'em
Get out my way or get stepped on
Straight up out 'da pot like it's neckbones
'Shawty 'wanna f*ck 'cause my check long
Better catch up 'cause my jet gone
I done took off I left home
Better find another 'niggah flex on "Y.N.E Rello" better tell 'homes
They know "'#Ionplay"
They see the 'eatage
Y'all choose to hate for no reason
I got 'da money 'da brains 'da music and I'm a young 'niggah eating
I like to f*ck 'ha it's best in the evening
You ever cross me I 'gotta get even
Feel like "Aaron" I hop fresh for no reason
I don't f*ck with "I.G" bitches 'dat be 'teasin
My cousin a blood he gone slime you
A 'niggah laid back no recliner
Know 'dat deal is a bitch I'm gone find her
I was calling up 'da plug as a minor
Bitch I stay snapping no "Kit-Kat"
She riding me "Rello" own "Six Flags"
If I draw down on 'em 'dass a big tat and it got me 'feelin like "Jp"(Big facts Big facts)
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
I got money and brains I'm a young 'niggah 'eatin
Not worried 'bout a bitch what the f*ck you 'thinkin
I'm a boss you a runner so you know I stay scheming
Run 'dem bags up while you young 'niggahs 'sleepin
And I got 'yo bitch she late night 'creepin she 'beggin for the dick got the 'la 'coke 'dreamin
Oo
"Rello" day 'dreamin
Big bro got 'ya bitch 'muhf*ckin 'leakin
And she know I'm a winner
Buss 'dat bitch down like a "Chic Fil A" dinner
And we 'ridin 'ina sprinter
"Backwoods" done gave me a 'muhf*ckin splinter
Call up my 'niggahs they 'dumpin
All of you 'niggahs be running
Y'all 'niggahs know how we 'comin
The music the brains in the money
Oooo Big Facts
Know that I'm armed and I'm dangerous
'Ion give no f*ck what you 'thankin pussy you try me I blow off ' yo 'thanker
Know that I'm still in trap
Know that this shit ain't no rap
Know that this shit is no cap
I got 'dem bags in the trap
Whole lotta stacks lil 'niggah f*ck you 'tambout 'dem racks
'Niggah 'tambout 'dem packs boy you know I been had 'dat
Know "Y.N.E" 'gettin what
Know 'dat we 'eatin
This Cash
Whole 'lotta 'muhf*ckin bags 'lil 'niggah y'all 'niggahs ain't 'gettin no bag
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
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Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
'Flippin these bitches like acrobatics
I do the numbers the mathematics
Play with my rack then mac 'attackin
I wipe 'yo nose like a nasty napkin
Shoot like a movie I'm action packin'
Suck on that Johnson make daddy happy bitch look like
She come from "Calabasas" f*ck them carrots them 'niggahs will jack a rabbit
Pure Cocaine done stepped on 'em
Get out my way or get stepped on
Straight up out 'da pot like it's neckbones
'Shawty 'wanna f*ck 'cause my check long
Better catch up 'cause my jet gone
I done took off I left home
Better find another 'niggah flex on "Y.N.E Rello" better tell 'homes
They know "'#Ionplay"
They see the 'eatage
Y'all choose to hate for no reason
I got 'da money 'da brains 'da music and I'm a young 'niggah eating
I like to f*ck 'ha it's best in the evening
You ever cross me I 'gotta get even
Feel like "Aaron" I hop fresh for no reason
I don't f*ck with "I.G" bitches 'dat be 'teasin
My cousin a blood he gone slime you
A 'niggah laid back no recliner
Know 'dat deal is a bitch I'm gone find her
I was calling up 'da plug as a minor
Bitch I stay snapping no "Kit-Kat"
She riding me "Rello" own "Six Flags"
If I draw down on 'em 'dass a big tat and it got me 'feelin like "Jp"(Big facts Big facts)
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
I got money and brains I'm a young 'niggah 'eatin
Not worried 'bout a bitch what the f*ck you 'thinkin
I'm a boss you a runner so you know I stay scheming
Run 'dem bags up while you young 'niggahs 'sleepin
And I got 'yo bitch she late night 'creepin she 'beggin for the dick got the 'la 'coke 'dreamin
Oo
"Rello" day 'dreamin
Big bro got 'ya bitch 'muhf*ckin 'leakin
And she know I'm a winner
Buss 'dat bitch down like a "Chic Fil A" dinner
And we 'ridin 'ina sprinter
"Backwoods" done gave me a 'muhf*ckin splinter
Call up my 'niggahs they 'dumpin
All of you 'niggahs be running
Y'all 'niggahs know how we 'comin
The music the brains in the money
Oooo Big Facts
Know that I'm armed and I'm dangerous
'Ion give no f*ck what you 'thankin pussy you try me I blow off ' yo 'thanker
Know that I'm still in trap
Know that this shit ain't no rap
Know that this shit is no cap
I got 'dem bags in the trap
Whole lotta stacks lil 'niggah f*ck you 'tambout 'dem racks
'Niggah 'tambout 'dem packs boy you know I been had 'dat
Know "Y.N.E" 'gettin what
Know 'dat we 'eatin
This Cash
Whole 'lotta 'muhf*ckin bags 'lil 'niggah y'all 'niggahs ain't 'gettin no bag
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
'Flippin these bitches like acrobatics
I do the numbers the mathematics
Play with my rack then mac 'attackin
I wipe 'yo nose like a nasty napkin
Shoot like a movie I'm action packin'
Suck on that Johnson make daddy happy bitch look like
She come from "Calabasas" f*ck them carrots them 'niggahs will jack a rabbit
Pure Cocaine done stepped on 'em
Get out my way or get stepped on
Straight up out 'da pot like it's neckbones
'Shawty 'wanna f*ck 'cause my check long
Better catch up 'cause my jet gone
I done took off I left home
Better find another 'niggah flex on "Y.N.E Rello" better tell 'homes
They know "'#Ionplay"
They see the 'eatage
Y'all choose to hate for no reason
I got 'da money 'da brains 'da music and I'm a young 'niggah eating
I like to f*ck 'ha it's best in the evening
You ever cross me I 'gotta get even
Feel like "Aaron" I hop fresh for no reason
I don't f*ck with "I.G" bitches 'dat be 'teasin
My cousin a blood he gone slime you
A 'niggah laid back no recliner
Know 'dat deal is a bitch I'm gone find her
I was calling up 'da plug as a minor
Bitch I stay snapping no "Kit-Kat"
She riding me "Rello" own "Six Flags"
If I draw down on 'em 'dass a big tat and it got me 'feelin like "Jp"(Big facts Big facts)
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
I got money and brains I'm a young 'niggah 'eatin
Not worried 'bout a bitch what the f*ck you 'thinkin
I'm a boss you a runner so you know I stay scheming
Run 'dem bags up while you young 'niggahs 'sleepin
And I got 'yo bitch she late night 'creepin she 'beggin for the dick got the 'la 'coke 'dreamin
Oo
"Rello" day 'dreamin
Big bro got 'ya bitch 'muhf*ckin 'leakin
And she know I'm a winner
Buss 'dat bitch down like a "Chic Fil A" dinner
And we 'ridin 'ina sprinter
"Backwoods" done gave me a 'muhf*ckin splinter
Call up my 'niggahs they 'dumpin
All of you 'niggahs be running
Y'all 'niggahs know how we 'comin
The music the brains in the money
Oooo Big Facts
Know that I'm armed and I'm dangerous
'Ion give no f*ck what you 'thankin pussy you try me I blow off ' yo 'thanker
Know that I'm still in trap
Know that this shit ain't no rap
Know that this shit is no cap
I got 'dem bags in the trap
Whole lotta stacks lil 'niggah f*ck you 'tambout 'dem racks
'Niggah 'tambout 'dem packs boy you know I been had 'dat
Know "Y.N.E" 'gettin what
Know 'dat we 'eatin
This Cash
Whole 'lotta 'muhf*ckin bags 'lil 'niggah y'all 'niggahs ain't 'gettin no bag
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Don't cuff that hoe she gone use you
That boy got no brains he stupid 'Ion shoot it the gang gone shoot it
Got the money the brains the music
Young 'niggah 'tryna get rich
Young 'niggah mode 'finna have me a fit
'Dem haters 'tryna brang me down and I never go down on 'dat 'la bitty bitch
Writer: Ty'rell Donaldson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid