u ain’t help me

(chrous)
Look, i dont need no nigga or no bitch, the money always keep me healthy
Niggas always tryna come around because im wealthy
Why you askin questions? when i asked, you ain't help me, nigga
Fems bad, money good, can't complain alot
Niggas always got some shit to say, it hurt my brain alot
I be peepin everything but i dont gotta say alot
Smile on my face but im really not okay alot
Burberry sneaks steppin on the competition
Shawty tryna give it right up but she buggin, i ain't kissin
They like "blackedy, you stomp on every beat, bro, you not missin"
(?) in the room, we goin crazy in the kitchen

(verse)
Why you worried about my financial situation? go focus on your own shit
I just beat it down she said im good on some grown shit
Niggas tryna beef, bro, i ain't beefin on no phone shit
I dont need nobody, nigga, i just be on my lone shit
They like "blackedy, how you do it?" im like i dont know
So much shit to say, so much feelings that i won't show
I could beat it down, but dont take no break, thats no go
Niggas talkin crazy but i pop my shit thats a low blow

(bridge)
What? like how?
Nigga, please dont test me
I could beat it down, but i can't cuff
Like, you my bestie
I dont need no one to come around
Please dont address me

(verse two)
Nigga, blow a bag inside the Louie store, that shit felt better
Got a cold heart, i can't do the weather
Why the fuck you talkin all that shit, but you dont got no cheddar?
Shawty see the money in my bank, i bet that get her wetter
I cut niggas off, dont hit my phone, dont want no fuckin letter
I could give a fuck about a bitch, im not afraid to det her

(chorus)
I dont need no nigga or no bitch, the money always keep me healthy
Niggas always tryna come around because im wealthy
Why you askin questions? when i asked, you ain't help me, nigga
Fems bad, money good, can't complain alot
Niggas always got some shit to say, it hurt my brain alot
I be peepin everything but i dont gotta say alot
Smile on my face but im really not okay alot
Burberry sneaks steppin on the competition
Shawty tryna give it right up but she buggin, i ain't kissin
They like "blackedy, you stomp on every beat, bro, you not missin"
(?) in the room, we goin crazy in the kitchen