Oh, oh
Fuckin’ that bitch and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
Oh, oh
Tss, fuckin’ that bitch and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
Hundred twenty mill’, makin’ cash flow (Fuck it up)
I need me a Lamb’ with the ass on it (Ah, ah, ah)
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can’t be no broke bitch, I might get mad at you
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (Oh)
Can’t be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo
All this shit that I got (Got), I got it straight out the pot
I got a QP on her body, I’m makin’ it, makin’ it hot
Used to rock Polos and Pradas
Used to put grams in my sock
Used to fuck hoes on the corner
Now, me and baby on a yacht
Hundred twenty mill’, makin’ cash flow (Fuck it up)
I need me a Lamb’ with the ass on it (Ah, ah, ah)
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude (Ooh)
Can’t be no broke bitch, I might get mad at you (Ah)
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (Ha)
Can’t be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo
Who you ho’ing again?
Do-do-do—
Know I have you comin’ again
I see you on the dance floor
Oh, I want me some more, and I’m making it drop
So, baby, so, baby, so give me good love
So, baby, so, baby, so give me good love
Tss, I got what you need, niggas can’t fuck with me
You wanna move slizzy? Then come to me
Wanna have fun with me? Like, I’m a rich nigga, no bum in me
I wanna rump, like, rump with me
I fuck her so good, she gon’ cum for me
I’m short on my lean, I’m Baby Keem
Ring cost a quarter K, it’s five percent when she ride with me
It’s like Tia, Tamera, can’t even compare ’em
Nigga, don’t play with the stones, you play, I’ll dare ya
Hundred twenty mill’, makin’ cash flow (Fuck it up)
I need me a Lamb’ with the ass on it (Ah, ah, ah)
Don’t show me that lil’ booty, put some pants on it (Nah)
But, baby, you get freaky, make her dance on it (Yeah)
Ever since I got money, I got attitude
Can’t be no broke bitch, I might get mad at you (Ha)
Can’t be no broke, baby, I might get mad at you (Ha)
Can’t be no ho, nigga, I might just snatch your boo
Other lyrics by Don Toliver:
4X4
Woo-ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh (Ha, ha) Four by four I’m back on road (Oh yeah) I’m back on gold Ooh-ooh-ooh (Damn) Four by four We back in mode Lil’ bitch, we …
5 TO 10
I go five to ten, go on and lock me in Ride me like a motherfuckin’ Harley How you mean? I’m the highest kid Ride me like a motherfuckin’ Harley …
ATM
Last week, we went back to the crib, did round two I don’t even know how the hell I even found you I got the keys to her car and her house too House too, house too, …
All The Signs
[Don Toliver:] Know you been mad at me, I ain’t trippin’, girl, it’s all love Got me stressin’ when I see you in the club, drinkin’ …
Attitude
Oh, oh Fuckin’ that bitch and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh) Oh, oh Tss, fuckin’ that bitch and I make her say— (Oh, oh, oh-oh) Hundred twenty mill’, …