Lyrics
Imma ride till I motherfuckin die nigga
Imma ride till I motherfuckin
Uh
Yeah
Niggas know what it is
I'm bout to acka fool on this shit
I bet you can't do it like this
Shawty know what it is
She bout to acka fool on the dick
Your nigga can't do it like this
Got 99 problems
And none of you hoes made the list
You can move on you dismissed
Yeah you know how I'm coming
Be in my own zone with shit
Better leave me alone in this bitch
Niggas might be cold you ain't froze like this
Don't melt near the stove
Wrist colder than a bitch
All my niggas on go
Don't even gotta flip a switch
Hating from the top row
Niggas bout to throw a fit
Boy I just won't miss
Feel like i'm on fire or something
Ain't getting tired from nothing
Putting in work I'll never retire from nothing
I'll have to expire from hustling for real
I'm bout to acka fool on this shit
I bet you can't do it like this
Shawty know what it is
I'm bout to acka fool on this shit
Bet ya nigga can't do it like this
You can't do it like this
Never
I'll slit my wrist you find someone who do it better
I talk like this and promise I back all of it up
I pop my shit because I'm really on that level
No I'm really on that pedal
Gas
Put me on a pedestal baby kiss my ass
How it come to me incredible lil baby wanna jack
Like she had too many edibles I put her on her back
She live in my lap
Don't listen to rap
But she like my raps
She say my shit slap
Brother give me dap
He know where it's at
Know I like a duffle bag double that pack uh
I fuck up a check
Gold around my neck
Baby that shit regular that is not a flex
Gotta check the schedule I can't agree to that
Plus you know my ledger full put respect on my stats
Or imma act aaaaaaaa
Imma act a ass in this establishment
I'm not rude I'm just passionate
Think you checkin me I'm cashin them
Can't hoe me I'm from the old school of mackin them
BRi AKA too many acronyms
I'm bout to acka fool on this shit
I bet you can't do it like this
Shawty know what it is
I'm bout to acka fool on this shit
Bet a bitch can't do it like this
Never
Hoe you tryin to act like you all that and a bag of chips
Bitch you ain't shit hoe
Catch up with yo kind hoe
Find you somebody to play with bitch
Goodbye fat ass on
WRITERS
Letone Themes, Bria Conner
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