Текст песни Remix - dndSection

Bitch Yea Bitch Yea Yea
Uh Huh Yea

Too much money on my mind, so I can't focus on my opps
Can't even tell the time, just spent twenty thousand on my watch
My jeans is Number Nine, my hoe a 10 it come with other thots
Stuff my wood with a 3.5 now I'm high what cartoon ima watch
Ain't this what you waited for
Ain't this what you wanted kids
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was on some other shit
Kissing on these little bops, same mouth you kiss your mother with
You niggas might get sucka punched cause you be on some sucka shit
Yeah, this the remix right here
Percs in my system got me beaming out here
We all getting Chicken, we shop at Neiman's round here
My jeans got creases, my Amiri's got tears

I got several reasons why shawty wanna come and meet the guys
Stacks in my denim through designs
You know my denim Meet the Guys
Smoke Biscotti I be high
She a little naughty she a vibe
She got tats on both her thighs, said her pussy can read minds
So dick game on amnesia
Hit her once forget that bitch cause I don't really need her
Niggas broke, in the club, fuckin up that re-up
Punch a nigga in his face and watch both of his knees buck
Yea, you better sit down nigga
Lying to the people like you been down nigga
All exotic yeah we smoke big pounds nigga
And I'm posted on your block, ready to rebound nigga

I save my money gotta take care of my kids
Hoes talk about me when they gossip with they friends
Niggas used to be around they dress like me, they is my kids
My glock get happy if I catch you in that Benz
Can't fuck with soda I know I really got the juice
No swag having ass nigga you ain flyest in the room
Emotional little bitch I had your bitch bent in the room
All my opps teaming up I guarantee they still gone lose
Yeah, I got a bitch in Seattle
I fear God and no one else, we can really go to battle
Keep it a hunnit, with my niggas hoes I sell tattles
Yeah got my side bitch head in scrambles

Too much money on my mind, so I can't focus on my opps
Can't even tell the time, just spent twenty thousand on my watch
My jeans is Number Nine, my hoe a 10 it come with other thots
Stuff my wood with a 3.5 now I'm high what cartoon ima watch
Ain't this what you waited for? Ain't this what you wanted kids
Had to cut some niggas off cause they was on some other shit
Kissing on these little bops, same mouth you kiss your mother with
You niggas might get sucka punched cause you be on some sucka shit
Yeah, this the remix right here
Percs in my system got me beaming out here
We all getting chicken, we shop at Neiman's round here
My jeans got creases, my Amiri's got tears