Lyrics Might As Well - Lil Wetta

I don't wanna fuck with you 'lil shawty if you basic
I been on my grind balling like a fucking laker
'Prolly should work in dunder Mifflin 'cuz I love paper
Shout out Kevin Gates I'm a bread winner
I just wanna get that dough
Fuck a hoe
Pull up in a 2 door
Riding where the fuck did the roof go?
And you know i'm so hot
Like a stove
Rocking all this white gold
Might as well call me white Quavo

You know how we do
In that 'stu
Making money moves
When I'm in the booth i'm making hit's I can't talk to you
Sorry boo
What you gonna do when i'm in that coupe
Pull up press record 'cuz we gotta fucking movie woo

Getting to the bands I need a fan
I'm getting money do my dance
And now I got your girl 'tryna get all in my pants
And they be faking shit doing it for the 'gram
Gotta watch out they be 'tryna get clout yea they scam

You know Get The Bag the shit
'Prolly hanging with your bitch
'Tryna get a 'Milly quick
So its time to make a hit
Yeah taking off to the moon (Ouu) Lil Wetta i'm the move

I pull up in the foreign
And I go
She said "whats your name"?
I said "you already know"
Me and Landon working so fucking hard
Throw a pitch you get a strike for me home run out the park

I don't wanna fuck with you 'lil shawty if you basic
I been on my grind balling like a fucking laker
'Prolly should work in dunder Mifflin 'cuz I love paper
Shout out Kevin Gates I'm a bread winner
I just wanna get that dough
Fuck a hoe
Pull up in a 2 door
Riding where the fuck did the roof go?
And you know i'm so hot
Like a stove
Rocking all this white gold
Might as well call me white Quavo

It's that simple like Minute Maid
I don't play no fucking games
Want the money fuck the fame
In the coupe blow out the brain
And your girl she gave me brain, yea
You check the weather i'm the one that make it rain

(Ouu yea) I'm on a mission everything a competition
If you try to tell me something
I'm 'prolly not 'gonna listen
But I am 'gone pay attention
Do you get what i'm saying?
Any names not gonna mention
Just stack money to the ceiling

I respect your grind
Thats what you gotta do if you want to shine
But pause the beat let me say this one rhyme (What you gotta say?)
Might as well quit 'cuz this my fucking time (Hahaha)

(Mm)Hey no cap i'm sick and tired of y'all bitches hating yeah
This my fucking time You might as well quit (Aye)
Might as well go buy a fire fit

I don't wanna fuck with you 'lil shawty if you basic
I Been on my grind balling like a fucking laker
'Prolly should work in dunder mifflin 'cuz I love paper
Shout out Kevin Gates imma bread winner
I just wanna get that dough
Fuck a hoe
Pull up in a 2 door
Riding where the fuck did the roof go?
And you know i'm so hot
Like a stove
Rocking all this white gold
Might as well call me white Quavo