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I don't gotta say, "What's up," to you, I don't gotta say, "Hey" (No)
And I don't gotta act like I fuck with you, bitch, I'm already paid (Ayy, yeah)
And if you talk shit, then it's up with you, and that's where it's gon' stay, yeah
'Cause I ain't gotta act like I fuck with you, 'cause I'm already paid (Haha, ayy, yeah)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh, yeah)
I'm getting money by the millions every month
My bro just told me that he's good, he made a killin' off the Runtz
I'm in Atlanta, but I'm bringing home Brazilians from the club
These women feel like I'm thе one, I got Sicilian in my blood
Plus Big Tim and Herb stay on my side
Countеd up eight figures while staying inside
Bought another new car, love the way that it glides
Killin' y'all every year is on my mind
I don't gotta say, "What's up," to you (Nah), I don't gotta say, "Hey" (Yeah, no)
And I don't gotta act like I fuck with you (Nah), bitch, I'm already paid (It's way too late, ayy, yeah)
And if you talk shit, then it's up with you, and that's where it's gon' stay, yeah
'Cause I ain't gotta act like I fuck with you, 'cause I'm already paid (Haha, ayy, yeah)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh, Baby)
Custom-made everything, I'm feelin' kinda stylish
I don't feel like drivin', so I'm slidin' with the driver
Stripper party last night, thirty-six thousand
Young, rich, and reckless, don't forget that we be wildin'
Cap rappers runnin' off with swag, they not allowed in
Back-to-back Lamborghinis parked outside
She tryna get outta here, I'm feeling her vibe
Give her a couple seconds, tell her friend and them bye
Diamonds in my teeth, you don't see 'em, I don't speak
I done went up three M's this week
Arguing with my girl, I done got caught up with a freak
Ask about me, hundred-fifty thousand in a Jeep
I be pushin' pounds, that's on God, niggas weak
Bro gon' hit his ass with that rod if he tweak
I done talked her into a ménage, I'm a freak
Four million in cars, never started a lease
I don't gotta say, "What's up," to you, I don't gotta say, "Hey" (Gotta say, "Hey")
And I don't gotta act like I fuck with you (Nah), bitch, I'm already paid (Bitch, I'm already paid, ayy, yeah)
And if you talk shit, then it's up with you, and that's where it's gon' stay, yeah
'Cause I ain't gotta act like I fuck with you, 'cause I'm already paid (Haha, ayy, yeah)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh)
'Cause I got your bitch now in love with me (She's in love)
And I'm in this bitch now, it's getting ugly (Sheesh)
compositores: Dominique Jones, Russell Vitale
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