[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
It's not personal, it's strictly business (ru)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
[Chorus]
I might go and jugg that nigga, nah, for real, hah
And that's on the real
In this bitch, thirty for thirty, not the pill
But, just like how it feel
I'm in love with this cash, I gotta go back
Nigga, we get it again and again
She said she love me, whatever she meant
Uh, pop a tag, yeah
See no bags over there
[Verse]
I count up on the first, I done seen worse
I done seen hurt but I thought I was cursed
Today, my bitch want a Birkin purse
So, I'ma go get a Birkin purse
I'm goin' Super Saiyan, not Uzi Vert
She wanna lick the nine 'til it hurt
Soon as a nigga pop, you gon' twerk
I don't even know how you get on with this
I'm in love with a ho named Trissy
I hope she don't tell Trixie
She look so good in her Miss Me
My bro carry the flag, nigga, like a victory
I'ma come over and tell her, "Roll over"
I'm in a Range Rover, I'ma drive 'til the road over
[Chorus]
I might go and jugg that nigga, nah, for real, hah
And that's on the real
In this bitch, thirty for thirty, not the pill
But, just like how it feel
I'm in love with this cash, I gotta go back
Nigga, we get it again and again
She said she love me, whatever she meant
Uh, pop a tag, yeah
See no bags over there
I might go and jugg that nigga, nah, for real, hah
And that's on the real
In this bitch, thirty for thirty, not the pill
But, just like how it feel
I'm in love with this cash, I gotta go back
Nigga, we get it again and again
She said she love me, whatever she meant
Uh, pop a tag, yeah
See no bags over there