CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : A F W M (Remix)
Can buy myself a f**kin' bag
N***a (I get on your nerves, Dre?)
What's inside the bag?
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Yeah, it's Richie
Every new day, I'm drippy (Drippy)
Rich-a** b*t*h in Fenty (Hah, Fenty)
Thousand hits like Jiffy (Ooh, ooh)
Gang sh*t, who with me? (Ooh)
Bully the game like 50 (Yeah, hey)
Don't do hoes, too iffy (Nah)
Blicky tucked in my t**ties (Blaow)
Blaow, don't make me shoot at you hoes (Blaow, blaow)
My n***a come in, he drop off a ten (Yeah)
I know what to do with the loads (Come here)
Can tell by the lens in front of the Benz (What?)
Sh*t that I'm doin' is big (Big)
Ice on my neck and my wrist (Wrist)
Play money like I'm a kid (Monopoly)
These b*t*hes mad, oh, your feelings hurt? (Your feelings hurt?)
'Cause I keep sh*ttin' on 'em, don't no NutraBurst (B*t*h, you need NutraBurst)
I don't want your n***a (What?), b*t*h, I had him first (You know it)
If it ain't cash in the bag, I don't want the purse, it's Richie (F**k outta here)
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Oh, you like them regular hoes? (Ew)
You like them dusty b*t*hes?
You know that I'm self-made (Get the f**k outta here)
Ain't none of 'em f**kin' with me
Let's go
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Ain't f**king with me
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Nah, ain't f**kin' with me (4X, n***as can't f**k with Big 4)
Uh, these boys can't f**k with the 4 (Uh-uh)
I slam his ho on the low (Yeah)
He hot, put one in his bro (Come here, b*t*h)
We slide, it's murder she wrote (Boom)
I hide my gun in my coat (Boom, boom, boom)
My money blue like a Loc (Uh)
I fill my lungs up with smoke (Gang)
Opp pack, I'm smokin' your folks (4X)
He get took down like a note (Uh)
I'm rich, but still actin' poor (B*t*h)
I'm sick, just pour me a four (Drank)
Lil' bro stand with that fire by the door (Bah)
Play, I press a n***a, remote (Come here)
Off him
Get him a coffin
I drop that bag, they chalkin'
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Oh, you like them regular hoes? (Ew)
You like them dusty b*t*hes?
You know that I'm self-made (Get the f**k outta here)
Ain't none of 'em f**kin' with me
Let's go
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Ain't f**king with me
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Nah, ain't f**kin' with me
N***a (I get on your nerves, Dre?)
What's inside the bag?
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Yeah, it's Richie
Every new day, I'm drippy (Drippy)
Rich-a** b*t*h in Fenty (Hah, Fenty)
Thousand hits like Jiffy (Ooh, ooh)
Gang sh*t, who with me? (Ooh)
Bully the game like 50 (Yeah, hey)
Don't do hoes, too iffy (Nah)
Blicky tucked in my t**ties (Blaow)
Blaow, don't make me shoot at you hoes (Blaow, blaow)
My n***a come in, he drop off a ten (Yeah)
I know what to do with the loads (Come here)
Can tell by the lens in front of the Benz (What?)
Sh*t that I'm doin' is big (Big)
Ice on my neck and my wrist (Wrist)
Play money like I'm a kid (Monopoly)
These b*t*hes mad, oh, your feelings hurt? (Your feelings hurt?)
'Cause I keep sh*ttin' on 'em, don't no NutraBurst (B*t*h, you need NutraBurst)
I don't want your n***a (What?), b*t*h, I had him first (You know it)
If it ain't cash in the bag, I don't want the purse, it's Richie (F**k outta here)
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Oh, you like them regular hoes? (Ew)
You like them dusty b*t*hes?
You know that I'm self-made (Get the f**k outta here)
Ain't none of 'em f**kin' with me
Let's go
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Ain't f**king with me
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Nah, ain't f**kin' with me (4X, n***as can't f**k with Big 4)
Uh, these boys can't f**k with the 4 (Uh-uh)
I slam his ho on the low (Yeah)
He hot, put one in his bro (Come here, b*t*h)
We slide, it's murder she wrote (Boom)
I hide my gun in my coat (Boom, boom, boom)
My money blue like a Loc (Uh)
I fill my lungs up with smoke (Gang)
Opp pack, I'm smokin' your folks (4X)
He get took down like a note (Uh)
I'm rich, but still actin' poor (B*t*h)
I'm sick, just pour me a four (Drank)
Lil' bro stand with that fire by the door (Bah)
Play, I press a n***a, remote (Come here)
Off him
Get him a coffin
I drop that bag, they chalkin'
Don't buy me no bag, n***a (Uh)
That ain't nothin' to brag, n***a (Uh, uh)
Just give me the racks, n***a (Come here)
Just give me the cash, n***a (Brr)
Oh, you like them regular hoes? (Ew)
You like them dusty b*t*hes?
You know that I'm self-made (Get the f**k outta here)
Ain't none of 'em f**kin' with me
Let's go
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Ain't f**king with me
These b*t*hes ain't f**kin' with me
Nah, ain't f**kin' with me
