Uh (Mustard on the beat, ho)
Send the ki up in the sky, I gotta let a bird fly
Stay with your man, you ain't gotta choose sides
Never tell my left hand what I'm doing with the right
Beach full of sand, why I gotta bring mine?
Left my girl at the crib, brought my pistol instead
Rumors getting spread, say I'm pissing with the Feds
But I don't run around with the shit that I hear
Rolling with the crown and I'm taken over here
You be tricking on them thots
I should pick 'em out the flocks
Put your rent up on this Glock
With that rental like a yacht, oh
Olay fukusuah
She gonna pop it for a knot
Since you're dying for attention
Suicide
Man, I got a lot of bitches (lot of bitches)
On God
I swear I'm getting tired of bitches (tired of bitches)
So I
Send a ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, on gang)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they do)
I let a bird fly 'fore I let her stay the night
She on standby for a red eye flight
I don't really care, they come a dozen by the dime
Say it ain't about money, everybody got a price
I'm just getting this bread, counting this bread
F*cking spending that bread 'cause we getting more bread
You ain't gotta stick around, baby, there go the door
But don't try to come around when you need more dough
Niggas tricking on them thots
We should pick 'em out the flocks
Put your rent up on this Glock
With that rental like a yacht, oh
Olay fukusuah
She gon' pop it for a knot
Since you're dying for attention
Suicide
Man, I get a lot of bitches (lot of bitches), huh
So much I gotta retire bitches (-tire bitches)
So I
Send the ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they do)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they do)
'Cause I'm a real one, one hunda
Miss one, okay, I catch another one
I'm a real one, one hunda
I'm a real one, one hunda
Miss one okay, catch another one
I'm a real one, one hunda
So I
Send the ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they do)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, they do)