CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : +

So many b*t*hes wanna be my baby
Riding 'round town in a damn Mercedes
No I'm not no game baby, you can't play me
I am not a card baby, you can't trade me
I been thinking lately, pay attention baby
Selling white like the 80's, fast car, n***a, race me
You cannot erase me, that ho wanna taste me
Why these hoes chase me? 'Cause of all this damn cheese
I can f**k your ho, n***a, I can make her happy
Hit her from the back, n***a, she call me Daddy
Tell that lil' boy Max, n***a, I do it gladly
I got a bad b*t*h, your b*t*h trashy
Yeah, my b*t*h nasty, point me to the cash please
White ho call mе red, when I sit lastly
Like thе way you came at me, but you can't have me
Counting up the cash flow baby, I just be adding

Yeah I’m bout to blow, so these hoes wanna blow me
You are not a G, homie you just post on IG
F**k being famous, I’m the realest you a phony
I been tryna make this money while my friends OD
I been A1 since day one, you mother f**kers boo boo
F**ked a white bougie b*t*h, got some head and Hulu
Spitting at these lunch tables, now they want the new new
The name Zonouzi, yea I’m hungry who the f**k are you dude?
But b*t*h you only know me, if you know my momma
Roll my marijuana uh
I don’t f**k with drama
Flip the stash, count the cash
Just look at the commas
My feet be on the ground but my head in the Bahamas
I rather count the money, before I count my problems
Cause more money mean more problems
Only more money solve em
But I’m way too high to fall, and I don’t f**k with autumn
Plus I can break yo jaw b*t*h
Like yo daddy’s condom
I just be adding, you just be cappin
Ain’t nobody wanna know
Know that I’m happy
Always be laughing
Really really bout to blow
The b*t*h is a baby, she call me daddy
Pu**y you know how it go
Yea the gang wit me
We gettin money
Then we f**kin on yo ho yeah