Bows Around

[Intro]
It's Thirty, huh (Gery, what the fuck up?)
It's Thirty (What up, Gery?)
(I ain't never do it this time, we in the closet with this shit now)
It's Thirty

[Verse]
I'm the type to see a nigga broke and put a bag on 'em
I'm the type to hear you want some smoke and put bag on you
Brodie said it's money on the floor, I feel the cash comin'
I just woke up, a transaction came back, I'm finna cash somethin'
Nah, I don't wanna do no flirtin', where that Chase at?
'Fore I go broke, I'm runnin' in the crib, where that safe at?
I never needed no one to get rich, just some great crack
Don't come around me asking for too much money, bro might take that
Hm, my momma said I'm movin' fast, I need to slow it down
Hm, don't take too long with my pint, I need to pour it now
Hm, my fuse short, I don't talk but we can blow it out
Hm, every nigga with me step, ain't no ho around
Hm, bitch, unless it's hoes around
Hit me with a Chase or fifth third, and it's 'bows around
Hm, I got Zaz' of 45 and it's lows around
Take all that bass out your voice, nigga, tone it down
Hm, feel like my mind playin' tricks on me
Did it by myself, I ain't never have no big homie
I did some time in the county 'cause I got up with a stick on me
I know the prosecutor pissed 'cause the charges didn't stick on me
Hm, but I still got a stick on me
Pray to God don't nobody tell 'em 'bout it, don't snitch on me
I'm a loyal hustler, how could anybody switch on me?
But they still did, that's the reason why they switch on me
Hm, is you gon' shake that ass or not? What you lookin' for?
Hm, if that pussy come with Chase, you can put it on me
Hm, I must've hit this nigga bitch, why he lookin' funny?
I swear to God, I didn't give her dick, this bitch took it from me
Hm, but soon as we was done, she started cookin' for me
Hm, she said you never treat her like this, now she lookin' for me
Hm, I'm tryna find somebody mama, I need sugar money
Don't think this shit a game 'cause I can get you dropped by a push of a button
Hm, I'll never tolerate no fuck shit
Hm, I can't stand a bad bitch that make me nut quick
Hm, how I'm 'pose to fall in love if you can't suck dick
It's only two rules, look me in my eyes and use enough spit
Hm, my heart been broke a couple times, I don't trust shit
Hm, my two year old bad as fuck, she always touch shit
Hm, I'm scared goin' back broke, so I just tuck shit
Hm, I run through 20K a month, that ain't enough shit
Nah, nigga, I need some bigger paper
That shit you eatin' ain't enough, go make a bigger plate
My nigga 6andz call me every time he switchin' state
I call my nigga Blade every time I get a chase
Before I ever hit a bank, I hit the interstate
I'm always makin' money, nigga, just in different ways
Hm, the streets ain't for everybody, don't think this shit a game
Huh, if you ain't tryna get rich, then you just in the way, nigga