Will Smith

[Intro: J-Hall & Will Smith]
Keep my wife's name out your fucking mouth
Yeah (Ayo, GK)
Ayo, GK, you did this one man
Ayy, yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's funny how I get more sex when I be chasin' checks
Lil shorty playin' games, so you know I'ma text her friend
Ain't got time for stressin' over you, I'm movin' to the next
Now she feelin' salty like a nigga put her in a hex
I just did my taxes, now I got more income to my net
I'ma double up my income in the year that's comin' next
I can't do that if I'm chasin' hoes, I gotta chase a check
But I'm smackin' cheeks left and right, I feel like Will Smith

[Verse]
Ayy, smackin' her cheeks, never miss
Hit hеr one time, then I dip
Yеah, I'm sorry baby, I ain't lookin' for relationships
And I don't wanna be your friend unless you got the benefits
Yeah, I'm on the go shorty, tunnel vision, I can't miss
I cannot miss
Yeah, this shit been worth the risk
Fell asleep and I made me a brick
I ain't even gotta pull no stick
Manifestin' dreams on dreams on dreams, you know it's comin' quick
But the deeper and deeper and deeper I get, haters wanna see me sink
Yeah, the richer and richer and richer I get got me feelin' like a prince
Make sure my family straight, generational wealth in my will
I'm doin' this shit by myself, I ain't sellin' my soul by signin' a deal
I gotta be smart with the way that I move 'cause niggas be watchin' for real
Camouflage on my fit when I'm roamin' in the streets
They will never catch me lackin', I stay ten toes on my feet
Only place that you gon' catch me is up on your TV screen
Yeah, she told me that she love me while I'm in nine inches deep
Yeah, I know that love ain't real, you fuckin' with niggas on IG
Yeah, these hoes only love you for what you got, they see you as a shopping spree
They don't love you 'cause they don't know how to love themselves
I was toxic, you can go ahead and ask my ex
She gon' say, "Hell yes"
I'm no good, no good for you baby
But she really still wanna be my lady
Toxic love is not for me, baby
I won't hesitate to leave you, don't play me

[Chorus]
Yeah, it's funny how I get more sex when I be chasin' checks
Lil shorty playin' games, so you know I'ma text her friend
Ain't got time for stressin' over you, I'm movin' to the next
Now she feelin' salty like a nigga put her in a hex
I just did my taxes, now I got more income to my net
I'ma double up my income in the year that's comin' next
I can't do that if I'm chasin' hoes, I gotta chase a check
But I'm smackin' cheeks left and right, I feel like Will Smith