BXXN FWXVGO lyrics

[Intro]
My n*gga straight up, rest in peace my n*gga Jitt

[Verse 1]
Can't get a job
Hustle for the money
You ain't gettin' b*tches
If you ain't got money
Now ain't that funny
Money is my God
I worship money
Money is my Lord
Ain't life hard
When your ass broke
Can't get a job so you try to sell coke
Life ain't a joke
I know what it's 'bout
You can't trap coke in the motherf*ckin' drought
Put your fingers up
Scream f*ck love
'Cause love get you killed so you better use a glove
And when I say glove, I'm talking about that rubber
Check that b*tch mouth, man, before that b*tch suck you
And if that b*tch f*ck you
You tell the whole world
Run your mouth like a b*tch and a little ass girl
If that b*tch f*ck a lot that don’t make her a sl*t
If that b*tch hate rubbers then that ho is a bust
[Chorus]
See a n*gga getting cake though
See a n*gga been fweago
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
See a n*gga getting cake though
See a n*gga been fweago
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
See a n*gga getting cake though
See a n*gga been fweago
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
See a n*gga getting cake though
See a n*gga been fweago
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride
Ride with your boy, ride with your boy, ride

[Verse 2]
Bad yellow bone, kissing on a caramel
I'm sitting there watching while my di*k hard as hell
Counting hella racks while these b*tches get it in
Put the cash in the safe, f*cked her and her friends
Doing hella sins, you only live once
I wanna get your main b*tch high with the blunts
Bummy ass n*gga with a bad ass b*tch
That sh*t don't mix, so I took that b*tch
n*ggas wanna snitch 'cause they see me getting rich
Think a n*gga selling coke but I'm steady making hits
So a n*gga finna sh*t on you lace front tricks
Lace fronts in your hair, looking like a dead b*tch
NASA Gang in the clique now Raiders in the game
b*tch we all want fame so we rep the same thing
n*gga rep yourself, better rep your own gang
Nah, I ain't a hater, but f*ck Taylor Gang