Idgt

[Chorus]
Ballin' hard like Durant
Throwin' bullets at a slant
Bitch bad like super [?]
I wan' give her super [?]
Move with niggas with no sense
Movin' very militant
[?]
I might have to pimp a hoe
I might have to kick a door
If the money movin' slow
I might have to go outside, post up at a corner store
We know we all got a dream I hope a money tree grow
Outside late actin' like a negro

I love drugs, when they in my blood
They won't show me love
Got lean up in the club
I'm runnin' up a check
And your hoe she want sex
And thesе niggas know I'm next
And I just want a flat screen in a Corvette
And that bitch too boring
Wеst Indian hoe yeah I like a foreign
Baby I been on the road like I'm world touring
I could never sell my soul cause it's too enormous
I be making her shit fat now her shit enormous
Laughing at, old hoes, when I'm on the Forbes list
Bitch I'm Bloody IDGT I don't need a chorus

She keep tellin' me she need me cause she like my vocals
Cookin' up on FL I never heard of Pro Tools
Controlling her all the way, like a Roku
She gone eat my dick up and treat it like it's soul food
I don't wanna fight, but a hole in you and you too
And I'm done with this hoe
Cause I'm thinking with my soul
And I'm starting to get old
When they see my pockets grow
Think I'm startin' to hit the road
Trust in my soul
Ballin' til a nigga old

Ballin' hard like Durant
Throwin' bullets at a slant
Bitch bad like super [?]
I wan' give her super [?]
Move with niggas with no sense
Movin' very militant
[?]
I might have to pimp a hoe
I might have to kick a door
If the money movin' slow
I might have to go outside, post up at a corner store
We know we all got a dream I hope a money tree grow
Outside late actin' like a negro

I love drugs, when they in my blood
They won't show me love
Got lean up in the club
I'm runnin' up a check
And your hoe she want sex
And these niggas know I'm next
And I just want a flat screen in a Corvette
And that bitch too boring
West Indian hoe yeah I like a foreign
Baby I been on the road like I'm world touring
I could never sell my soul cause it's too enormous
I be making her shit fat now her shit enormous
Laughing at, old hoes, when I'm on the Forbes list
Bitch I'm Bloody IDGT I don't need a chorus